TFP Oneshots(REQUESTS ARE ON HOLD ASSHOLES)

Ratchet X Optimus Prime(REQUEST)

(FaithJi here ya go,sorry it took so long,super sick writers block
Is a bitch-)

Your complex

Ratchet had been fighting alongside of Optimus Prime when the Cybertron war began up to the fight over earth. Eons he's been fighting.

Eons he's been thinking

And eons he questioned his feelings.

He felt horrible he was like this around the Prime,heated up when he thought about him,his innocent nature still lingering from before he became a Prime. Yet he didn't smile much.

Until this week.

He smiled a lot around the base,around Ratchet. The poor medics spark skipped a beat every time.

"Fuck me!" Ratchet exclaimed when he dropped a heavy tool on his pede. He learned this word from his human friends, and completely forgot Optimus was there in the base."What does that word mean,Ratchet? "The Prime asked with a adorably curious look." I-I uh..."the medic trailed off and Optimus turned to the humans and their friend(who had caught Jack talking to Arcee),Alex.

Alex was a simple female,a shy loner with short red hair,and had tendency to curse quite a bit,make strange ways to curse. She wore a purple tank top and jeans,a deep red beanie hid most of her hair whilst her bangs peeked out.

"Human Alex,what does the word 'Fuck' mean?" The innocent Prime asked. "O-oh...um...well...context?" She asked,"Any,I'd like to know more about human words."he stated.

"U-uh...its a s-swear. It m-means something else so don't s-say it." She said as she looked back to the television to see Miko lose to Jack in their racing game. "What is the meaning?" Optimus tilts his helm and Alex sighed,"I-it means mating,O-Optimus."Alex stated. Ratchet gasped,"Why did you tell him!?"he whisper shouts,covering where Optimus' ears would be,the Prime looked confused.

"H-he wanted t-to know!" Alex exclaimed."Optimus is far to innocent to know such things!"

"H-he fights Megatron e-every other week!" Alex shouts."BUT HE'S STILL TO INNOCENT FOR YOUR KIND!"Ratchet shouts,Optimus looked bord and kinda sick of Ratchet's shit.

"...I'm s-sorry..."Alex murmurs. Ratchet sighed,removing his servos," Watch what you tell Optimus."The medic warns

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"Ratchet?"

Ratchet ignored whoever was calling him,not noticing who it was anyway as he worked on something Bulkhead broke. Again.

"Ratchet,please talk to me..."

The medic jumped when a familiar servo was put on his shoulder. He turned and saw the worried optics that accompanied the gently yet strong servo. Optimus...

"Ratchet." He said sternly,making the medic shiver slightly. Optimus took note of this and put his other servo on Ratchet's shoulder plating."Are you okay...?"he asked,worried for him

Ratchet stares into Optimus optics,a small tinge of red on his faceplates as he over heats. The Prime smiled knowingly and leaned down,pressing his dermas on Ratchet's helm gently before turning and walking away,leaving the poor medic to cover his burning faceplates.

(Sorry its so short :/)