Ratchet doubted he'd find himself in another relationship. Not even he could recall his last Conjunx, and honestly, he wasn't planning on diving too deep—that is, until he laid eyes on you.

There was something about you that sparked his interest. Was it your personality? Your interests? Maybe even your face? It was hard to tell—but he found himself admiring you from afar time after time again.

He down right refused to speak up about his staring habit with you. In his terms, that was just awkward, and a pathetic waste of his precious time.

But eventually, you caught onto Ratchet's glares, noticing how each time you looked back—he immediately turned elsewhere.

Perhaps just talking to him directly would get the medic to open up, if he didn't bark insults at you to try and mask it.