3. Family (A TFP Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

It's warm...

I sighed softly as I felt myself returning to awareness slowly, my eyelids fluttering open after a few moments. Feeling began to return to my body, and the warm feeling grew. It felt safe and comforting and I didn't want to get up. It was not soft... it was more smooth. My sleepy brain started to wonder what it was, where I was, and what was going on. I was not in the bed that I had been sleeping in the past several weeks. Memories finally began to trickle back into my brain, and a small smile crept over my lips. I was home. 

I realized that the warm feeling was all around my, under me as well as above me and around me, as if I was wrapped in a blanket. I blinked a few times to clear my vision, and saw I was surrounded by a servo. Suddenly I was very awake and lifted my head quickly, eyes wide as I searched my surroundings. I was laying on my stomach atop of Ratchet's warm chestplate, his servo resting over my body gently. My got a lot hotter a lot quicker, my heart hammering in my chest. I felt my spark ripple in its compartment as I looked over to my guardian's face.

The medic had his optics closed, a semi-peaceful expression resting over his features. He didn't move even though I had just made plenty of commotion by my embarrassed and startled antics. Just watching him almost instantly made me feel calmer, and I took a deep breath to try and better collect myself. I laid back down, resting my chin over my arms, and continued to watch him recharge for a little bit while trying to remember how I'd gotten into this situation.

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Ratchet finally pulled away from the kiss softly, his optics remaining closed for a moment. I opened mine and smiled up at him, rubbing his faceplate some more. It felt a little warmer as I watched it turn a hint of Energon blue, and his suddenly heavy sparkbeat told me just what he was feeling. I laughed a little and leaned forward, nuzzling him with my nose.

"I loved it," I whispered quietly. My own spark was beating fast as well, and our embarrassed by overjoyed feelings were almost linked. 

He finally opened his optics, his vent caught in his throat. "I'm sorry if it seemed forceful," he said back, his voice very soft.

"I just told you I loved it, didn't I?" I told him, leaning back in his servo. "For a first kiss, it was great!"

He seemed slightly startled by this statement, his optics widening as he sputtered adorably for a moment. "That was your first?" he finally blurted, probably a little louder than he had meant to, because he glanced around nervously as if expecting someone to burst in.

I tilted my head, slightly confused. I was not certain if I was his first kiss, but even if I was not, it didn't really matter to me. His reaction confused me; why was he so flustered. "Yes..? Why, is that a bad thing?" I asked, not offended, but curious.

"No, that's not what I meant!" he quickly corrected. He sighed and cleared his throat, trying to compose himself. "But I've heard.. mostly from Miko.. that those are important." His gaze no longer met mine, his optics staring down as if slightly ashamed.

"Well, in our culture, I guess it is special," I said after a moment. I took me another second to figure out what he was implying, but I still could not really trace it. "Ratchet, why are you upset?"

He was silent for a moment, his face flushing an even brighter blue. It was one of the biggest blushes I had ever seen on him. I was surprised when I realized that he was trembling slightly, his optics still avoiding my eyes. "I.. I just hope it was good enough for you," he finally muttered, his voice so low I could barely catch what he said. 

He's... shy, I thought to myself, finally realizing what was going on. The thought of it alone was adorable enough, but his face and shaking body was too much to handle. I burst out into a short fit of laughter, startling my poor medic. He looked up sharply as I doubled over, trying to muffle the noise behind my hand. My spark sensed him relax just a little bit, but he still seemed pretty anxious.