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Imperfections (Knockout x Femme Reader) OS

A/N: This story is a little sad, but it has a good point behind it as it takes from me personally. None of you guys should ever worry about your appearance because no matter what happens, the good people in your life will love you no matter what.

Description - Knockout was in a terrible accident that has tainted his outlook on himself, deeming self-consciousness.

Knockout's POV
I stared at my own reflection. It's like I didn't even recognized myself. My face was ravaged by the talons of those putrid Insecticons that were under the command of Airachnid. My spark sank as I looked at my servos stain with my own energon. There were gashes and puncture wounds all over my chassis and frame. The amount that was seeping out of the cuts was putting me into shock. I was petrified. Not only from the damage inflicted upon my body, but the emotional trauma that followed knowing that i would never be looked at the same again with these scars.

I was rushed to the med bay after my deadly encounter with those pests. Thanks to Breakdown's experience he had picked up from working with me, he and Shockwave were able to nurse me back to health. The only thing that went through my mind while I was conscious was (Y/n). She was worried sick for me. She never left my berth side after she found out I was damaged in battle.

It was a long recovery, but after I took my bandages off I was left broken by the outcome of the damage. My perfect face...ruined. The cuts were too deep to fix so I was left with an imprint of claw marks across my whole face plate. It was horrid. I was so torn up that It caused me to withdraw from social contact. I purposely avoided (Y/n) because I didn't want her to see me at my worst as I was still trying to overcome my pain and anguish. I knew I couldn't avoid seeing her for long. I was scared that my own selfish ignorance was going to push us apart.

Breakdown did what he could to cheer me up. He knew I was obsessed with my appearance and that this was a big deal to me. I appreciated his concern. I was able to return to my status as the doctor, but things just weren't the same.

After my first day returning to my duties, I was struggling to adjust to the reactions of others. It was hard hearing some of the vehicons ask what happened to my face. I really didn't want to answer them. It only made me worry about it even more. I thought the time would never come when I would be able to return to my own headquarters away from everyone. Before I left the med bay I tried to buff up my chassis around the healed parts of my wounds. No matter how hard I tried it didn't make a difference. Tossing the buffer aside in frustration, I left the med bay to head to my dorm.

The walk back felt stretched. My mind was exhausted from all the stress of worrying what others felt about me and my fractured appearance. What did I do to deserve this kind of punishment? I shook my helm trying to fight back my scrambled processor. I didn't realize how much I was in a bad mood.

I wish (Y/n) was here with me. She would know how to cheer me up, but I wasn't sure what she would say once she saw my new face for the first time. Primus I missed talking to her. I just wanted to hear her sweet and calming voice. Looking into those (Y/e/c) optics of hers, I felt that no harm would ever come to me. She gave me a sense of security just being around her. It wasn't fair to her that I was trying to deal with this alone, but I didn't know what else to do. A tear seeped from my optic. I wiped it away with my servo quickly noticing how emotional I was getting from this. Right now I just wanted to get into my room before-.

"Knockout? Knockout!", I heard a familiar voice call out from down the hallway. I refused to turn around because I already knew who was calling me. 'Scrap, I don't want her to see me like this', I told myself. I hurried to the door to my room hoping I could reach it before she caught up to me. She called my name again as I walked through the door to my dorm.

"Knockout! Wait!", she cried desperately. She rushed into the door before I could close it behind me. I kept my attention away from her. It was dark in my room so I was somewhat conceiled by the dim lighting from revealing my face fully. I flinched when I felt her small servo grab onto my forearm.

"Please, you haven't talked to me in days. I've been so worried about you", she said with a wobble in her tone. My optics swelled up with her voice full of concern.

"I...I'm sorry (Y/n). I haven't been myself lately. I just needed some time to myself", I tried to apologize but she didn't appear to believe my reason.

"But you always come to me when your upset, why is this any different? If anything I thought you would of wanted to see me after what happened but you purposely avoided me". She looked like she was about to cry. I couldn't hide from her any longer. I stepped out from the shadows to where the light revealed my face. (Y/n) gasped. Her optics widened and her dermas parted.

"Knockout...", she spoke quietly. She reached her servo towards my face and I flinched back. I couldn't escape from her touch. I was scared of her touching me but the feel of her warm servo on the side of my face seemed to calm me. I lowered my helm.

"Now you see? I've been avoiding you because I didn't want you to see what I had become after the accident", I grieved. My voice cracked from the emotion that was building up in my chassis. (Y/n) Stood there in silence. I wasn't sure what was going through her mind at that moment.

"I...I didn't know", she said as she kept her servo on the side of my face. Her expression softened. I couldn't help but look at her the same way. She didn't look at me like the others. I was startled when (Y/n) took me in her arms. 

"Oh Knockout, why didn't you come to me sooner?". Her helm laid against my chassis that my spark was beating vividly through. I started to regret not coming to her sooner. I was so bottled up with all my problems that I didn't stop to think of how (Y/n) would of reacted. I've known her for so long that I should of been able to just trust her right away, but I was afraid of rejection.

"I was scared that you wouldn't see me the same way again because of how I look now..", I spoke hesitant. She pulled herself away to look up at me.

"You think just because you have scars on your face that I wouldn't want to be with you anymore? It doesn't matter how you look Knockout, I'll always see you as my sweet hot rod", she smiled. I gave her a sad laugh, but her reassurance had melted my core. I was so ecstatic by what she said. I don't know why I ever doubted the outcome of showing her my deficiency. I was so happy I wanted to kiss her. I grabbed her face and pulled her in. She eased into my affection without a second thought. The sensation was so welcoming.

I pulled her onto the berth not wanting to break my kisses. She allowed me to take her into my arms along the comfort of the sheets. We laid quietly together accompanied by the warmth of our bodies. 

"I love you", her gentle voice spoke as she nuzzled her face into the crook of my neck. I shivered in delight. Tears began to swell up in my optics, only they were out of happiness.

"I love you too my sweetspark", I smiled.

(Y/n) was so understanding. I don't know what I did to deserve such an amazing femme, but somehow I managed to keep her despite my imperfections. I pulled her in closer to me, kissing her forehead. She hummed in satisfaction. I felt her grip on me tighten. I could feel my spark beating heavily in my chassis that (Y/n) was firmly against. Her steady breaths were so calming. My body relaxed in our comfortable position. It's like our bodies were melting together. I moved my helm to see the smile that was growing on her face. It made me so happy to see her like this.

After today I never wanted to be apart from her again.