Transformers One shots

TFP Smokescreen

Requested by Butterflymed. It's not hugely long, but I did the best I could to complete it.
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(Y/N) got out of Bumblebee's alt mode with Raf, carrying her stuff. She and the other kids decided to have a sleepover at the Autobot base since it was a Friday night. She ran over to Jack, smiling brightly. She ran up to the human area and dropped her stuff on the couch.

"Who's ready for a party?" (Y/N) asked with a smile, earning a cheer from Miko. Raf smiled and Jack chuckled at the girls' behavior.

Later that day, when the sun began to set, each of the kids were hanging around with their guardian; Raf with Bumblebee, Miko with Bulkhead, and Jack with Arcee. (Y/N) wandered around the base, going from Ratchet to Optimus and back to Ratchet bored. She didn't exactly have a guardian; whoever was available would always pick her up, or one of the other guardians would pick her up as well.

She was currently sitting on Optimus' shoulder as he walked around, the two of them talking. (Y/N) was listening to Optimus yawn, not even noticing how late it was, and let out a quiet yawn. She hoped the Prime didn't notice, but to her dismay, he did.

"Perhaps it is best for you to get some recharge." Optimus said quietly.

(Y/N) let out a quiet groan of disapproval. " I don't want to sleep though."

"I do not want you to be tired tomorrow." Optimus reasoned, glancing at the young woman on his shoulder pad.

(Y/N) sighed and nodded. "Alright. My stuff's in Smokescreen's room since he was dying to have me with him." She rolled her eyes.

Optimus cracked the ever so faintest smile and nodded. He began walking towards Smokescreen's silent room and quietly opened the door, noticing the faint outline of Smokescreen's sleeping form. He raised a servo for (Y/N) to easily get off his shoulder pad and carefully lowered his servo down on Smokescreen's desk where (Y/N)'s stuff was sitting, waiting to be used. (Y/N) carefully climbed off the Prime's servo and gave him a soft, grateful smile.

"Thank you, Optimus." (Y/N) said quietly.

"You're welcome (Y/N). Get some recharge." The Prime said just as quietly.

(Y/N) nodded and got everything set up as Optimus quietly left. With a yawn, the young girl tucked herself in and closed her eyes to sleep. Right when (Y/N) was about to fall asleep, she felt a pair of arms hug her tightly, and the quiet sounds of crying and sniffling were heard. (Y/N) opened her eyes and looked behind her and faintly recognized the holoform of Smokescreen.

"Smokescreen? What's wrong?" (Y/N) asked tiredly as she turned to face the racer.

"I-I don't want to be alone." He whispered shakily. "Can I stay with you?"

(Y/N) sighed and nodded. "Alright. You can sleep with me only tonight."

Smokescreen nodded and held the young girl close to him. The following morning, (Y/N) woke up with a yawn. She tried to sit up to lay back down on her cot from something holding her down. She felt something tightly around her and looked down, instantly spotting arms wrapped around her. She remembered last night and Smokescreen. (Y/N) looked behind her, seeing Smokescreen holding her against him with his face hidden in her back. Groaning, she tried pushing his arms off of her.

"Smokescreen." She muttered with a huff and looked at the mech. "Let me get up and change."

Smokescreen shook his head and held (Y/N) even tighter. The young girl groaned in annoyance and flopped onto her side, giving up. She tapped her fingers on the bed in front of her before feeling Smokescreen shaking just enough for her to feel. Carefully, she looked back at him and caught a glance at a tear escaping his eye. She frowned and slowly turned around to face Smokescreen.

"Smokes, what's wrong?" She asked softly and gently cupped his cheek.

He didn't look at her, and in fact tried to avoid eye contact. (Y/N) watched him in concern and placed a couple fingers under his chin and lifted his head so he was looking directly at her, his eyes slightly red and puffy from crying.

"Talk to me Smokes." She whispered, gently rubbing his cheek with her thumb.

"I-I don't know." He whispered back shakily. "I j-just don't want t-to let you g-go."

(Y/N) nodded and ruffled his hair. "Alright. I'll stay here with you for a bit longer."

Smokescreen nodded and snuggled into the teen and quickly fell back asleep, exhausted from crying. (Y/N) smiled faintly in amusement as she watched him. She sighed softly and laid her head on his shoulder as she relaxed, knowing it would be a while before he would let her out of his hold.