Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RB Heatwave x Female Reader

Requested by: Coffee-Cupps
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This takes place at Season 4. Don't ask why, just read XD

Prologue

You don't need rest at all. You don't have a sleep schedule either. Every single nanosecond of your life means work, work, and endless piles of work. Even if your work is done, you would find yourself doing extra patrol. Speaking of patrol, seems like you are part of the Burns siblings. You are a firefighter, but you also work as a human resources manager in a game companay.

Damn, life must be work for you, right?

~~~

  The elevator slid down. The Rescue Bots were expecting a tired face-

  "Heatwave, patrol now."

  The leader groaned. Chase, who was leaning on the wall with a book in servo earlier, stood up straight and turned to you. "Can I accompany you and Heatwave for patrol?" the police-bot asked in a formal way. "Yes, and we have to move now. Chop chop, guys," you urged as Heatwave transformed, leaving his door open for you. Chase transformed right after before following you two into the tunnels, where no one can bug the bots that much.

  "Look! It's the Mustang police car! It's them!" 

  "Do almost all humans have to act like this?" Heatwave growled, his optics looking directly at you. You tapped on the window, signaling the mech to roll down his window. When he did, you pulled out a loudspeaker. "Please do not block the way, or we will be forced to use other forces when necessary," you announced. For a moment, you caught the hothead leader mimicking you soundlessly. 

  Everyone quickly backed off. You pressed on the gas pedal lightly before Heatwave took full control and drove by himself. Chase was in front of you, blaring out his sirens. You turned to Heatwave's monitor. "Did you just mimic me?" you snapped. "No offence, (Y/N), but you have to rest. You've been like this since we first came, and that was about 7 years ago," he replied before looking away.

  "(Y/N)?" Chief called out from the comm channel. "Yes?" you answered, pressing into your own comm unit. "Your manager called you. He asked you to attend a meeting in his apartment at 5pm today," Chief informed. Before you could ask for the time, Heatwave quickly displayed a digital clock in his monitor. 

MONDAY, 4:45PM

  "I'll be there, Chief," you answered before turning off your comm. "Drop me off at RB02, would ya?" you asked the mech. "Yeah yeah sure, but you better take a day off, or convince him to give you a day off anyway," he replied as he made a right turn. You raised your eyebrow at the leader. He never cared, but today he seemed... nice. "You don't sound like yourself. How about you get a day off?" you scoffed. "Seriously?" he glared at you. "Don't make my health your concern, Heatwave."

  Heatwave stopped in front of a condominium with the words "RB02 Residence". He always find that name rather suspicious looking, but never spoke a word about his concern. He remained there, waiting for you to open the door and leave. For a few good minutes, you said nor did anything. 

  "Hey (Y/N), we're here," the leader declared as his face faded into existence in his screen. You were sitting on his driver seat, completely knocked out from workload. He smiled softly before changing his gear and began to drive off. 

  "Stop, I'm getting off."

  That took the red mech in surprise as he yelped softly. You took off the seat belt and opened the door. He did nothing to stop you from entering a suspicious area...

~~~

  "(Y/N)! It's good to see you," your manager greeted at the door. "Come in! You must be exhausted from work. Time to relax." 

  You walked in, not even giving it a second thought that you were entering your manager's apartment. You took out a paper from the file you were carrying. "I've completed this, as requested," you began. "Honey, we aren't here to discuss about unnecessary stress," Dexter, your manager, softly laughed as he pushed the paper away. 

  "Honey? I'm sorry, sir, but I was never close to you or to anyone in the company," you objected. He sighed a little. "Do you know how beautiful you are? Yet, you took such little time to take care of yourself," he got uncomfortably closer to you, "let me show you a little of..." his eyes lingered at your chest, "self-care. Now, shall we?" 

  The door busted open. Dexter quickly shoved you into a room and locked you up, unaware that the door had a hole that you could peek through. You banged on the door hard, but everything was soundproof. No one could hear you scream or cry. 

  "I know you have her," a familiar deep voice growled.

  Heatwave?...

  "Who are you?" Dexter asked.

  "Your worst nightmare. Now where is she?" Heatwave demanded, taking a step closer to the trapped man. "Who is the 'she' you're talking about?" Dexter asked innocently, "I don't have anyone in here." Heatwave growled again before pressing into his comm unit. 

  "(Y/N), you there?"

  Your comm was on! That was how he knew you needed help!

  "Yes! Heatwave, is that you?!" you yelled as your vision went blurry from tears forming. "Yes, and I've got company," he smirked. On cue, Chase and Boulder jumped in from the window in their holoforms, along with your brothers and sister who burst from the door. 

  "Mr. Dexter, you are under arrest for an attempted harassment to your coworker," Chief Burns declared as he aimed a taser at Dexter. 

~~~

    "Thanks guys... so much," you smiled as Heatwave handed you a candy, which is something you love but never admitted to it. You quickly snatched it and slid it into your pocket. "You could have gotten a promotion and a month off work, (Y/N) Burns," Dexter hissed as Chief pulled him by his cuffed hands. "You have the right to remain silent," Chase ordered as he opened his door to take in the criminal.

  "You don't have to give me a promotion or a month off," you smiled at Dexter, "I quit." 

  "Now that's how you do it," Heatwave smiled lightly, winking at you. Kade stared at Heatwave for a few good minutes before looking at you. Cody giggled while Dani and Blades were fangirling/fanboying on that wink. 

  "Did I miss something?" Chief asked after securing the criminal in Chase's vehicle mode. 

  Heatwave smirked before putting an arm around your shoulder. "Why don't we go celebrate?" he suggested. You didn't know how to answer since you were busy blushing. 

  If you could read minds, Chief is probably confused as frag. 

A/N:
Holy sh** YOOOO this came out good! Last request of the year: Whirl x Reader... well it will be the last one if no one is gonna make a request~
See y'all soon!