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||REQUESTED|| Tf RBA Medix x Femme Reader

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   "I am really very sorry for-"

  "You know what? Forget it!"

  "(Y/N), please-"

  "I said forget it!"

A few hours ago...

  "What does the acronym 'DRSABC' stand for?"

  "I know, I know!" Medix exclaimed, raising up his servo enthusiastically.

  "Ah, Medix! Go ahead," Blades smiled.

  "D stands for 'danger', R stands for 'response', S stands for 'send for help', A stands for 'airway', B stands for 'breathing' and C stands for-"

  "Cardiopulmonary resuscitation, also known as CPR for short," you smiled. "However only DRS applies when it comes to dealing with a Cybertronian."

  "Good job, the both of you!" Blades smiled.

Medix gave you a stare of death for a moment before turning back to Blades.

"Now, can someone define DRS for me?" Blades asked.

Once again, Medix raised up his servo.

"Go ahead Medix," Blades smiled.

"Firstly, we have to look out for danger that is in the way of going to the casualty. Then, we have to check if the casualty responds to any sort of feeling. Lastly, we have to send help to the casualty by calling the ambulance, for example."

You timidly raised up your servo.

"Yes, (Y/N)?"

"Is it okay if I add on to Response?" you asked.

Medix internally groaned.

"Yes, dear, feel free."

"According to a few first aiders I know of, including Dani Burns, most use the feeling 'pain' to get a response from the casualty. For humans, we just have to pinch the back of their neck or rub against their sternum. Unfortunately, Cybertronians do not have a lot of sensitive spots as compared to humans so we usually just ask questions like 'What is your name?' or 'What is the name of the Autobot leader?' We then treat them according to how they answer."

  Everyone's optics widened.

  "Wow, thank you (Y/N)! That is a whole lot of info you gave," Blades smiled.

  You timidly smiled back.

~~~

  "Medix you seem a bit off, is everything alright?" you asked.

  "Sure, everything is totally fine," he scoffed, crossing his arms.

  That isn't a good sign.

  "What went wrong today?"

  "First off, ever since you came I became the average. Not only that, I was made to share a room with you. Most importantly...!"

  Medix paused for a moment as his optics glowed a little in anger.

  "You. Ruined. My. Storage. Arrangement. No offence, but you are worse than Hot Shot. My reputation has went from top to nothing ever since you appeared."

  Before he could say another word, you ran out of the room with your servo covering your intake.

  Did he just insult you? Are you really that bad? Was your existence just proved useless?

~~~

  "Medix, you broke one of the academy rules, under the general section which stated 'Students are expected to respect each other even when outside class periods.'"

  Medix sighed. "I'm sorry Professor Chase. I know I went too far when she ran away."

  "You should be apologising to her, not me," Chase mentioned. "However, you should bring flowers and Energon sweets to cheer her up."

  "Why would that be necessary?" Medix asked.

  "I've read about apologising methods in roma- err, friendship novels," Chase replied.

  Medix gave Chase a look of doubt before sighing.

  "I will try and make it up to her."

~~~

  "Hey, (Y/N)..."

  You turned around, noticing the familiar white before turning away as you huffed a cloud of anger and sadness.

  "What is it?"

  "I apologise for what I said. I clearly was not thinking-"

  "You know what's your problem, Medix?" you turned to glare at him.

  He didn't dare to reply nor move.

  "You're too... honest that it hurts. Enough is enough, Medix... or should I say, Perfectionist? Stay away from me!"

  "I really am sorry for-"

  "You know what? Forget it!"

  "(Y/N), please-"

  "I said forget it!"

  With that, you walked away towards the roof area where the Sigma was parked. Medix couldn't understand what happened. He apologised, so what did he do wrong now? Is apologising not what you expected?

  Why does his Spark feel so... broken?

  Did he... like you?

~~~

  Your Spark was calling out for him, but why did he say all those things?

  ...

  You thought showing your knowledge to him would prove that you are worth his time.

  ...

  Did he got jealous?

Maybe... maybe he did...

  "(Y/N)?"

  "Go away, I know you hate me..."

  A servo filled with warmth pat your shoulder as Medix sat beside you. For once, he was much more attractive to look at other than the setting sun in front of you. 

  "I really am sorry, but the decision to forgive is always yours," he sighed. "But please, come inside and spend some time with the others, to get your processor-"

  "I accept your apology, and I forgive you."

  Medix returned a gasp of disbelief and surprise. You smiled at him. He may seem like a very coordinated mech, but he surprised you with a hug clumsily. 

  "You're gonna make me fall on my back!"

  "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!"

  Better get him off before the others assume a different story...

  Or do you want them to do so?

A/N:
If you hear screaming near you, that's me trying to continue writing another book but failing badly... and also overthinking about this part, I feel like I messed it up.
Next is Heats x Reader, let's hope I don't mess this sh** up.