Street Racer Darling |:| Knockout X reader

A Choice

(You will all cry!)

~(Y/N)'s POV~

     I wasn't aloud to go to Cybertron, and no matter how many times I protested, Knockout would shut me down. He's already hidden Wildstryke so that I can't find her, and now won't give me a single clue as to where we're going. So here I sit, in his driver's seat, mad, and curious. I guess you can call me the cat.

         "Are we there yet?" I asked for most likely the tenth time. It was pitch black out, so I couldn't tell where on Earth we were going.

         "Almost," Knockout answered with a chuckle.

He seemed to be more patient with me today. I even started to purposefully push his buttons with no remorse, and he still was as mellow as ever. Of course I never went as far as scratching his finish. I couldn't do that to him.

     We traveled in silence for a while longer, and I ended up dozing off, dreaming of sweet things, mainly Knockout, but who can blame me? I was woken up by said mech, as his holoform touched my shoulder.

         "We're here." He smiled, and I yawned, moving to get out of his driver's seat as he opened the door for me. I walked away from his alt mode and looked around. The place seemed familiar... but I couldn't place it.

         "Are you planning to murder me or something?" I said with a nervous chuckle, hearing a confident one in return.

         "Quite the opposite my dear," He hugged me from behind as we turned together, looking around, "Do you recognize it?" He asked, and I had to squint in order to see better.

It seemed to be an old road sight, and I knew we were still in Jasper. I thought for a moment before gasping and turning around to look Knockout in his eyes.

         "This is where we first met!"

I remembered the bright lights, the different cars, and the amount of muck and oil that stuck to me when the three boys were done with there failed attempt to ruin Knockout's finish.

         "Indeed," he chuckled, turning me around by my shoulders, "I was parked right there," he pointed to his true form, "I was contemplating leaving when you walked up, but then you started talking though you didn't know if anyone was in the car." Leaning into him, I listened to his sultry voice, a sound I had loved for the longest time now, "I expected you to run when the group came, and was quite surprised when you knew which way I buffered myself."

         "The small streak on your hood was evidence enough," I revealed.

         "You were the only one that night who wasn't completely opposed to my win, but I always win." I felt him shrug, "You had fallen asleep leaning against my wheel, so I used my holoform to pick you up and set you in my front, though trust me, I was against the amount of muck you had on your person."

         "Of course," I giggled.

         "When you woke up, and later said you could clean the dirt, I found I couldn't refuse, I still don't understand why, but I'm glad I didn't decline your offer."

He twirled me around to non-existent music, and I only smiled as we danced under the bright stars with nothing to interrupt us.

         "At first I thought you could be my pet," Knockout admitted, "But your personality and beauty demanded more from me than a simple liking." He twirled me around once more, and dipped me, "And that something, I dare say," he smiled as he brought me back up, "Was love."

     I laughed as he twirled me once more, and I ended up becoming dizzy, finding myself no longer in his arms as I stumbled away.

         "All this is really romantic, but what is it all-" Once the world had finally stood still, it crashed as I saw Knockout on his knee, a small metal box in his hand, "...for."