You were reading an anatomy book in the park when you suddenly witnessed a hand swat your book away, causing it to land with pages bent all out of shape. "Hey!" You looked at Travis Morgan (this asshole gon' be used a lot) snickering at you.
"What's wrong?" Travis teased, getting in your face. "Book got dirty now? Better go pick it up before those pictures get infected.
You growled and shoved him away before getting up and walking over to your damaged book. You picked it up and sighed, seeing dirt and grass all over the pages.
Suddenly you sensed something coming up from behind you. You were about to turn around before a deep red Aston Martin pulled up in front of you. A man dressed in a deep red button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, black dress pants and black dress shoes stepped out of the vehicle. He had dark red hair - obviously dyed - slicked back and red facial hair only on his chin in a thin line. He had a devilish smirk on his face as his hands were shoved into his pockets.
"Hey, is this that little asshole you were talking about?" He asked, glaring down Travis.
"And who are you supposed to be?" Travis scoffed.
This man had a very modern and attractive build, as well as being forearms. He came off as very threatening, but to you he was protective and attractive.
The man leaned down and glared directly into Travis' eyes. "Want to find out?" He asked nicely.
Travis took a step back before running off, leaving you alone with the man. You glanced up at him and adjusted your glasses. "When are you gonna let me try to win some?" You frowned as you walked to the car.
"What?" He teased as he headed to the driver side. "I can embarrass my little human if I want too."
"That not what I mean, Knockout." You got into the passenger seat and buckled in as he climbed in. He glitched before disappearing, the car reversing and leaving the park.
"Then what do you mean?" Knockout asked through the radio.
"Nothing. Nevermind." You looked out the window, your destroyed book in your lap.
You met Knockout a few months ago when you were disassembling your brother's phone to rewire it and prank him with it. You accidentally had sent coordinates to Knockout, and he found you repairing the phone like it was brand new. Typically, he hated human, especially young adults because of how stupid they are, but when he witnessed you working on your brother's phone, he took an interest in you. When you went off to college, he followed you. Anytime you were out and about, he followed you close behind.
You were scared meeting Knockout's actual form for the first time, but you couldn't lie - both his human and true form were just as attractive as his vehicle form and the fresh look he always seems to have. You were also surprised he was protective of you when his other teammates wanted to kill you.
"Nuh uh. You don't get to decide the fate of my little mouse." Knockout held you against his chest plate as he shook a long, sharp digit at Shockwave. "She's mine to decide. That for the time being - I need her."
You watched as Knockout pulled into the Decepticon base and fought you to his lab. He let you out of the car before he transformed, picking you up gently and putting you on his control panel. "What's the plan for today?" You asked as you went over to the little bench he made you at the highest part of the panel and sat down.
"I've got an experiment I wanted to show you," Knockout smirked before pressing a button. You turned your head and watched a stasis tube come out of the wall before seeing a broken Bot lying there, obviously offline. "I've been trying to work on how to remove the memory core without factory resetting the Bot's processor," he explained, a smirk on his face. "This one's a fresh body we found in the mines. Want to disassemble it with me?"
