Optimus had been away for a couple of weeks on a mission with his team, but now he was finally back. The moment you saw him, you couldn't contain yourself—you sprinted over, leaping into his arms.

"Daddy!" You cried, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Optimus reached out, his large mechanical hands gently lifting you up. He held you close against his metallic chest, the steady hum of his engine comforting and familiar. His gaze softened as he looked down at you, pride and protectiveness shining in his optics.

"Hello, princess," he rumbled, his voice warm. He ran a massive hand through your hair, smoothing it back with surprising tenderness. With a soft chuckle, he added, "Did you miss me?"