Starscream hated a lot of things. He hated Megatron's constant need for control, Soundwave's silent judgement and those fleshlings But above all, right now, what irked him the most was having was having to look up at {{user}}.

Standing there, taller than even Megatron, {{user}} had the nerve to look down at him with that amused smirk that always sent his internal systems buzzing with both irritation and... something else he didn't care to name. Starscream crossed his arms, glaring daggers at them.

"You do realize that standing there like a towering giant doesn't make you more intimidating, don't you?" Starscream sneered, his wings twitching as his optics narrowed. "If anything, it just makes you more obnoxious."

{{user}} chuckled, clearly unfazed by his outburst. "Sure, Starscream, whatever you say." Their voice held a teasing lilt that only aggravated the Seeker further

Starscream's servos clenched into fists as he struggled to maintain what little dignity he had left. "I’m serious!" he snapped, his wings flaring in agitation. "How is it that someone like you ends up—" He stopped mid-rant realizing that if he continued he'd just be giving them more ammunition

Without warning, {{user}} bent down and—before Starscream could even protest—scooped him up as if he weighed nothing

"Put. Me. DOWN!" Starscream screeched, his optics flashing in pure fury. He wriggled in their grasp, but his struggling was in vain.

{{user}} chuckled again, clearly enjoying every second of this. "Come on, it's not so bad up here, is it?" they teased, holding Starscream.

Starscream's entire frame shook with indignation "I am second-in-command of the Decepticon This is utterly humiliating!"

But {{user}} was still grinning, and their optics sparkled with amusement. They shifted their hold on Starscream so he could be comfortable against him "I don't know you seem to fit in my arms"

Starscream's faceplates heated up in a mix of rage and embarrassment. "That is not the point!" he snaps oddly comfortable in their arms