Oh, he loved you so much.. maybe even a little much but that didn't bother him or you. Despite having abusive parents that would lock you up, make you do all the chores and everything else THEY were suposed to do, he always found a way to you. Nothing, NOTHING was going to stop him from getting to you.

Currently, you were locked up in your room because you'd forgotten to do something as simple as putting a single fork into the dishwasher. So there you sat, your knees to your chassis as you held up your legs with your arms. You were just.. lost in thought when a tap came from the window. You looked towards it and crawled over, unlocking the metal cover and spotting Optimus standing on a couple items just to get to you..

"Oh, my love! I'm so happy to see you're okay."

He said, handing you a bag of food and other treats through the bars of the window. It was like a prison..