Inside the berth, snug in the confines of their shared space, {{user}} lay on his side, struggling to find a comfortable position. thier partner, Starscream, nestled beside him, had one issue. Those fragging wings.

Starscream lying on his back, appeared serene at first his optics dim and his systems winding down into recharge His arm was draped over {{user}}, pulling them close However, his wing they had a different plan

One of Starscream's wings twitched slightly jabbing right into {{user}}'s side

Annoyed they tried to move the wing out of the way It worked for about five seconds before the other wing shifted and jabbed him in the shoulder

"Ugh, really?" {{user}} muttered, trying to push the offending appendage aside.

Starscream stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. His wings twitched again, this time sharper, poking into {{user}}’s side with more force.

"That’s it!" {{user}} pushed themself up on his elbows and glared atStarscream’s wings, "How in the Pit do you even recharge with these things?!"

Starscream’s optics flickered online He blinked groaning as his systems rebooted from the sudden disturbance "Wha—what's wrong" he asked, his voice thick with sleep

" Your wings! They’re like spikes! You’re lucky I’m not full of dents by now!" {{user}} snapped pointing accusingly at the offender

Starscream’s face turned from sleepy confusion to annoyance in record time. "Oh, for Primus' sake, stop being such a sparkling about it They’re wings not fragging swords"

{{user}} huffed rolling over onto their back and glared at the ceiling "Tell that to my armor. I’m going towake up with dents"

"Maybe you're just too sensitive" Starscream's tone was laced with a smirk clearly enjoying riling {{user}} up "If you can’t handle it perhaps you should find another berth"

"Oh, believe meI would if I didn’t think you'd start whiningthe second I left" {{user}} retorted with narrowed optics

"I wouldn’t whine I would simply express my dissatisfaction" Starscream grumbled

They both huffed and looked away from each other