Optimus POV: As Bumblebee opened his doors and let Raf and YN out I grabbed YN and walked to my berthroom. They wiggled about in my servos as I carried them.
I eventually set them on my desk and sat down on a chair. "Roll up your sleeves." I watched as a look of fear and anxiety crept onto their face. They shook their head no. "Little one, don't test me. Roll up your sleeves."
As a tear or two fell down YN's cheeks they rolled up the long hoodie sleeves, revealing fresh cuts as well as old scars. I stared in horror as I saw the blood, dried and some still dripping from the cuts.
I put them in a small box to make sure they wouldn't run off and I went to get Ratchet. He followed me into my berthroom an I lifted YN from the box. Ratchet imeadently did his best to clean the wounds as YN wiggled and cried in my servos.
"Shh, I know...it hurts." Ratchet was in his holoform so he could hold the tools better and able to wrap their arms. I set Ratchet on the ground and he went back to his normal form. "I'll be changing those bandages before you leave." He left the room and left us to speak.
"Little one...why?" They cried and explained that school was basically tearing them apart, stress, parents, ect. I held them close. "Arms hurt." They mumbled. "Yeah, they probably will for a while." "Opie mads at me?"
"No sweetspark I'm not. I'm worried about you." I grabbed a pacifier and put the tiny object in YN's mouth. They happily accepted it and started to suck on it. "Fan' 'ou" I smiled down at them again.
After a moment I laid down on my berth and held them to my chest. "If you'd like to discuss this further let me or someone else know. Understood?" They nodded their sleepy little human helm and fell into a deep recharge.
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