Young Master Part 1~ (Human! Optimus X Human! Reader)

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A/N: THIS IS PROBABLY ONE OF MY FAVOURITE TYPE OF AU- YANDERE XDXD

I'm sorry if you guys don't like it asjdjfbf- I'm really a sucker for twisted and dark type snkjnfjksdnf- soooooo eheks?

Alright, lemme give a tiny explanation of this crazy idea I had for a while (but I couldn't because I was busy and requests were piling in XDXD)

-Optimus is a yandere.

-You're a human.

- You're rich.

-You're sick.

-Optimus is a human.

-This AU makes no correlation with the normal TFP.

-I do not know the Prime's (except Optimus) eye colour, so I'm giving them what I believe seem fitting. (Please don't attack me)

Other than that, do enjoy the chapter!

Dreadwing: I do not understand your writing style, Enigma. How does this explain the story? You're not elaborating properly.

Anna: Shhh!! Go on dear, camera's filming!

NOTES :-

(f/t): favourite tea.

TW: Gore. Possessiveness. Family Feud. There's a little criminal mystery in this, let's see who can solve it (lenny face).

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AGE: 5 YEARS OLD.

"(Y/N) (L/N), could you be a dear and come down for a moment, please?" Mama's sweetly sick voice made me shudder as I slowly cascaded from the staircase, hesitancy clear on my pale face.

"Y-Yes, mommy?" I called out, looking at the large crowd before me.

I don't do well with people and well...actually, they don't like me, period.

After all, who would want to be friends with a sick human who looked like a ghoul with her pale complexion?

Everyone would scream and run away, afraid of catching my illness.

What was it again? I don't remember. All I know is that it's bad and I feel sick all the time. My caretaker is often changed because they didn't want to look after me; I'm high maintenance.

... I may be a five years old kid, but I know a lot more than I let on.

"Meet your new butler, Optimus Prime." Mom introduced, setting a hand on the tall boy's shoulder.

He had the most intriguing ocean blue eyes I've ever seen in my whole tiny life!

"Greetings." Optimus said curtly, kneeling before me. Picking my shaky hands up, he placed a soft kiss to it.

"O-Oh! Hello..." I blushed, still not used to the foreign man before me. He stood back up and nodded, eyes trained onto me without breaking contact.

"He shall be your bodyguard and your friend from now on!" My mother said with glee, clapping her slender hands together. "Optimus! Be nice to my daughter, alright?"

"Yes, ma'am." He answered monotonously, still looking at me.

Satisfied, mama went off with my siblings for a shopping spree, leaving me to break the ice with Optimus. I couldn't even walk properly, so going out would be a burden to them.

I don't blame them; I'd get easily tired too.

Besides, they wouldn't want me to ruin their family bonding with my sudden asthma attacks or whatnots.

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