Blood, Guts, and Transformers (Sam Witwicky X Reader)

What Have You Done?

A/n: Trigger Warnings involved! They include the following -

Blood
Car crashes
Graphic depictions of violence
Major Character Death
Angst

The next couple of minutes went by in a blur. I had forgiven William, even though the dramatic part of my mind told me not to, and he had asked me what he could do to earn back just a bit a my trust. It had taken a while for me to think. Translation: just a couple of minutes. I honestly didn't know what I wanted Will to do. What could he possibly do to earn back my trust? Take me out somewhere?

I suddenly got an idea. Looking at Will, I crossed my arms and demanded.

"Take me out."

"What?"

His face was laughable. Eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, obviously thinking the worst. I shook my head, rolling my eyes.

"Take me out. I haven't been out at any of the restaurants here yet, and I saw a really nice restaurant on the way here when passing through Chicago."

Will asked me slowly, still thinking the worst case scenario of me wanting to be taken out, date-wise.

"You mean...like a date?"

"No, you dingus. I meant just like a 'buy me dinner you fucking prick and I might forgive you' kinda thing."

His face immediately became relieved before he glared at me, an amused gleam in his eyes, however.

"Now that you specify it like that, sure."

"Did you really think I was trying to set you up with me? You really are an idiot."

He huffed before asking.

"Well, where did you want to go?"

I grinned at him, showing him a business card for (really expensive restaurant). Will's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

"Do you even know how much that costs?"

"Exactly why I picked it."

"You little shit."

I smirked at him, smug in my victory. Will snatched the card, mumbling.

"I'll make reservations for Friday."

I patted his head before saying.

"See? That wasn't so hard."

"It is for my wallet."

He glanced at me with a pout, making me laugh. Slowly, his eyes lit up with amusement, however, and he sighed.

"What am I gonna do with you, kid?"

"My name is (Y/n), not 'kid'! How many times do I have to tell Epps and you that?"

Will just smiled brightly before I rolled my eyes. It was then quiet between us, just the distant sounds of the city keeping us company. Sirens, cars, the wind bellowing by. It was a strange atmosphere for me, as I was still not used to the city life. My eyes strayed to the window of the garage door, my eyes looking at Ironhide before looking down. My arms crossed and I asked quietly.