He's currently having you straddling his lap, patting the back of your helm. You're still shaking from the ordeal, he's an old mech how is he so good at this? Your plating is flaming so much you swear you can feel fume rising from it, which just amuses the old medic further.

"Feeling alright there, kid?"

That word again. Kid. It makes your energon boil. You may be younger than him but you're nowhere near a kid, but a functioning adult. To him however, you pouting and whining about it makes you look more stupid and childish.

"I'm not a kid!"

He laughs at your complaining and places an affectionate kiss to your forehead. There's so much love in his optics when he looks at you.

"Then quit acting like one."