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TFP Ratchet x human reader

Ratchet pov:

         'why are humans so annoying?' The crashing and insane guitar riffs in the background were being emmitted from Miko's quick hands. How a human was able to play both the drumkit and a guitar at the same time was beyond me. 

      "Will you please turn that noise down" was my usual response to such a situation.  

      "Miko,come on can't you see the doc-bot is stressed." was the almost joking reply. 

       My audio receptors instantly turning to full volume without my realising. Just in time to catch the small chuckles escaping (y/n). I stood and for a moment just listened in awe of the sound tumbling unimpeded from their lips. 'like a cascading waterfall' I thought. 

     'Wait Ratchet they're a human. A cute one at that...WHAT!!! No no no...I can't be thinking...feeling...THAT can I? ' 

Your Pov:

      I was trying to read a book on the couch, Raf and Bee were playing video games and Bulk and Miko were doing their thing. I decided to pitch in when Ratchet, 'my secret crush', was having a hard time with Miko. 'though really, I didn't think it was that bad, but Ratchet did need peace, ha we all needed peace.'

       My chuckling obviously hadn't gone unnoticed, since I turned to see Ratchet staring intently at me...to be more specific my hair. 

Ratchet's pov: {again}

        'I wonder what (y/n)'s hair feel like' honestly I've quite forgotten what I was doing. Imagining my digits lovingly petting their head. Or better yet finishing that holoform I've been working on. Then I could hold them and be, roughly, the same size. 

     "Ratchet....Raaaaatchheeet" (y/n)'s distinctive speech pattern drawing me from my waking flux. Blinking my optics twice to recover my scattered cpu I reply with "yes?" 

     "awwww...doc dreaming of smooching (y/n) again." 

       'Oh great, not Miko....anything but Miko.' 

      "no Miko Iwasn't" was my reply but then I saw her face. She had somehow managed to traverse the space between the sofa to the other side of the room, soundlessly and in about two seconds. 

        Optic height on one of the runway she was giving my That look. Both cute and intense. It was like she was looking into my very spark. I held firm and we stood their for what felt like vorns, but could only have been a couple of earth minutes. 

     My cpu barely registered the almost hopeful look (y/n) had sent me at Miko's words, only for it to turn crestfallen at my continued silence. 'wait...hope...did they???...maybe I...'

      "so what if I like (y/n)" thewords rolling of my glossary before I could process it. Giving a huff, I returned to my work. 

      I soon felt a small hand press against my pede, looking down I saw (y/n) gazing up at me with those (e/c) orbs. Wordlessly, I reached down a servo to which they quickly climbed on. Lifting them I held them near my spark and listened for their next words. 

3rd bot pov:

    In the quiet of the Base, words were spoken. Straight from the heart, or spark. Words that both expose you to the outside world, yet provide you with an everlasting shield that will hold no matter what. 

     From the lips of two very different people.

      "I feel the same way Ratchet, will you please let me in." 

       "I'll never shut you out (y/n)"

       "I love you (y/n)/Ratchet."