Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tfp Smokescreen x Female Reader

Requested by: Butterflymed
The plot you gave was so adorable!! Thanks for requesting :3

  "You're... going for college-?"

  You look away, not wanting the love of your life to see you bawl your eyes out. "Yes."

  To your surprise, Smokescreen is the first to cry. The mech cries and begs you to stay.

  "I can't, Smoke," you let out a small sob. You turn to face the crying mech as you wipe away your own tears. "But know that I love you, and my heart is always yours."

  "Please don't go..."

  "I'm not leaving forever, I'll come back when I can."

  "I want to be with you every nanosecond! Please-"

  "I'm sorry..."

-[]-

  After sending the last text message to your bestie, you turn off the phone completely. You slow down your car right in front of a mountain.

  "Ratchet, I know you're in there, let me in!" you shouted as you pokes your head out of the car window. The doors open, revealing the place you have always called home.

"Is that (Y/N)?" a familiar voice ask.

  You parks your car somewhere convenient and exit your vehicle. An exaggerated gasp followed.

  "(Y/N)!" a familiar male voice calls out.

  You slowly turned to find a guy around your age push you to the ground. You were baffled before noticing the familiar colour scheme.

  Garnet red, royal blue accompanied with powder blue lines on the shirt, followed by white overalls...

  Before you could open your mouth, the man smashes his lips against yours. You let out a yelp. Something about him is strikingly familiar.

  "Smokescreen, you don't just launch into someone and make them hit their back hard," a grumpy ambulance sighs heavily. He seems to wake up on the wrong side of the berth every single day.

  The man departs before taking a closer glance at you with his warm, blue eyes. You find tears dripping from your eyes down to your cheeks. You have been missing the love of your life for several suffering months. Calling him was not possible, due to remaining a low profile. Regardless, nothing can replace the physical time spent together cuddling and learning more about each other.

  "Smokescreen..." you caress his human-like cheek.

  "It's a holoform that Ratchet made. He is honestly a softie on the inside," Smokescreen smirks.

  "I heard that," Ratchet snaps as he raises a huge wrench.

  Smokescreen picks you up and sprints into his berthroom. You let out a cute giggle which resulted in Smokescreen's cheeks going red.

  In his berthroom, you noticed that there was a corner filled with human-sized objects. Smokescreen puts you down gently.

  "That place is for you to hang out at if you want to," Smokescreen smiles.

  "You really made that for me-?" you walked towards the corner.

  You find a desk with a (F/C) teddy bear with its arms wide open ready for a hug at any time. It was sitting on a pillow shaped like a heart. A stack of notebooks from Typo with their usual aesthetic book cover were placed beside the bear. You reach out to grab one of the books.

  "I heard that... well, journaling can release some stress and tension from so much of work," Smokescreen mumbles. "I went to go grab a few notebooks or so with Jack. I'm not sure if it works, but worth a try."

  "That's very thoughtful of you," you give him a warm smile. "Thank you."

  Smokescreen looks away, unsure how to deal with your adorableness.

  "Where did you get the idea of my being stressed out and needing a journal?"

  "... I did a little bit of research."

  You gasp lightly. "I thought you hated doing boring research."

  "If it's about you, everything magically sounds interesting," Smokescreen admits.

  "So if I asked you to do research for my assignments, would you do it?"

  "Um, it depends-"

  You burst out in laughter. "I'm just teasing you!"

  Smokescreen pats your head before pulling you into a warm hug. "I am so not letting you leave again for college if you tease again."

  "Sure, honey," you giggle.

  You could feel Smokescreen blush.

  "You're not leaving."

  "Oh yeah? Make me."

  Smokescreen holds you tighter.

  "You're actually serious-? Loosen a little I can't breathe-" you dramatically gasp.

  You could feel him loosening his hold. You tug his arm out of the way and break free.

  "SIKE!"

  "Get back here!"

Note to oneshot writers:
I'm literally hunting for RB Chase oneshots. Someone write that pls I'm desperate 🥲

Note to readers:
AHAHA HELLO NICE TO MEET YOU-
Pls ignore the previous note cuz that was me going insane. Hope y'all liked this oneshot! :D