The lost light was unusually quiet, atleast if you knew the crew. And you did, being a core member gave you that perk.

And out of all of them, the captain annoyed you the most. Bright and charismatic, Rodimus liked to push your buttons. Sometimes you regretted ever meeting the mech— back in Nyon, atleast he was somewhat bearable back then.

Back then you had only brushed shoulders every now and then, maybe a quick greeting if you had the time. Which you usually didn’t.

So imagine your suprise when you unlocked the door to your own private quarters to reveal the bright captain lounging about in your room.

Casually swiping away at the stray datapads you had left laying on your work table, for primus sake. Not a moment of peace with the guy around.

”And what are you doing here.” You groaned out, eyeing the flaming bot who only smiled at the sound of your voice. Turning his helm to stare at you with bright optics.

”{{user}}, you have a sec? I tried to comm you but you didn’t answer.” Was he pouting? How much of a child could he be…

You glared at him, moving to swipe the datapad from his servos. ”Feisty, anyways I tried talking to Magnus about it but he just walked away, sooo what do you think is the most attractive body part?”

Who the hell continued a conversation like that, actually, you weren’t surprised. Rodimus liked doing this kind of stuff. Atleast to you or maybe on occasion Ultra Magnus.

”Personally I think the exhaust pipes are the-” Before the fiery captain could continue you pressed a digit to his dermas. Effectively shushing the big idiot, primus he never failed to remind you why you found him so annoying.