Mirage had known you ever since Noah saved the world and you accidently found him in Noah's shed, out of his alt mode, in all his Cybertonian beauty. He'd taken a liking to you almost straight away, and was quite fond of you. You looked after Mirage when Noah was working on tending to his brother, Kris's, health needs.

Sure, life sounds great, right? Having a giant, sentient alien robot being your best mate. Well..sure, it was cool, but it was like Mirage became intoxicated with you. Whenever he was not with Noah, every minute would be spent with you. He didn't care if Optimus got mad at him for sneaking out or not keeping a low profile, he just wanted to see you, and be with you. All. The. Damn.Time.

For instance, when you were asleep up in your bed, Mirage would park in the alleyway opposite your window in his alt mode, a silver and blue striped 911 Porsche, and stay there for the whole night, just watching over you.

Or, like now. You were walking around with your friends outside on the pathways, heading down to the movie theatres to go and see a movie. Glancing behind you, sure enough, you could hear the purr of Mirages engine as he followed behind you subtly behind the other vehicles, the sparkly grey and blue coat of paint gleaming under the streetlights and his rounded headlights lighting up the asphalt, the tires making a crunching sound as he followed. Even though he was in his alt mode, you could feel his optics/gaze locked on you.