In medbay you’re sitting on his desk, the screens behind you as knockout mindlessly pets you, your head, hair, face even your clothes. He does this often and he’s made sure you’re more than comfortable with it.

its been a almost an hour since he sat you up on the desk, knockouts monitoring the cons location as per Megatrons demands. Normally it wouldn’t be his job but since Soundwave got injured by one of the autobots he has to. Suddenly a loud alert pops up scaring both of you, knockout jolts, his claw cutting your cheek in the process. Knockout gasps, turning the alarm off and checking your face

“Oh dear lord, i’m so sorry, love.”

he pulls out the human first aid preparing to open it and take out a disinfectant wipe and bandaid “Are you okay?”