Transformers one-shots

IronhideXreader ~ 1 week

I yelped once more as the servo came crashing down on my rear plating.

I bit back the energon threatening to spill from my optics behind my vision but in doing so I drew energon from my lip plates. "Sire, Please-!"

"STAY STILL." His sire barked harshly.

His twin sibling watched as she had energon in her optics and the dent in her frame, she stood next to his carrier who just couldn't look as her optics casted to the side while grasping his siblings shoulders.

I stood there and stared at the mech infront of me as he waved his servo infront of me.

"(Name. Name!) hey! Hellllo~.."

I flinched "o-oh.. Sorry, Sideswipe."

"Did you glitch or.. What happened? You're leaking." He said

I reached up and wiped away the energon from my optics "f-fine.. Nothing serious."

"Yeah? Should I go get Ratchet.. Or..-"

"No! I'm ok, really!"

"Ok.." Sideswipe glanced away before leaving me alone as I sighed

'stupid, stupid, stupid! He just bumped you!'

"(Name)."

"Scrap.." I muttered but turned around "Yeah?"

"It's time for patrol." Ironhide said

"O-of course!" I said

"What's wrong?" He frowned at me

"Nothing. Why?"

"Because you're leaking." He said as his thick digit came over and brushed my face, his frown never fazed.

Yes, I never told my mech of my past problem, so what??

"Please, let's just go." I said as I went to walk away before his arm blocked my path.

"Whoa, hold on. Did Sideswipe upset you? What'd that little fragger say this time?" He growled

"Seriously, it's nothing. Let's go."

He grabbed my wrist joint and pulled me closer as he frowned "He won't get away with it, tell me now."

"Honestly, it wasn't him!"

"Then why were you leaking?" He asked as he released my wrist

I glanced away but sighed "I'll tell you when we're alone.. Let's go." I murmured but walked past him as I heard him scowl but follow me as we transformed and left the base

"We're alone, now tell me."

I sighed "Ok, Sideswipe might of done something-"

"THAT LITTLE-"

"BEFORE YOU GET MAD, LISTEN!" I begged as he paused, I sighed "He didn't even know but he pressed against my rear plating."

"So?"

"So... I've always hated being touched ever since I was a mechling because I got beat by my sire after I accidentally hurt my twin femme.. He wouldn't listen and didn't tolerate my 'abusive behavior', he wanted to raise a gentlemech but he got the opposite.. I couldn't even look at a femme before fritzing out, he scared me from every femme in my sight but then my rear plating was always softened because of him."

Ironhide remained quiet but then started to softly chuckle as I was mortified at the response "why are you laughing?!"

He stopped "It just.. I'm sorry. It just explains a lot."