Primes are built that way. Never seen Optimus laugh, cry, or lose his cool.

That's what they always say, to the big bot, Optimus Prime. A cold, emotionless type of prime.

But now, he's right beside you, sobbing uncontrollably as he held your hand tight. You were laying on a medical berth in the medbay, weak and tired and all. You were his dearly beloved wife, sparkmate, conjunx endura, whatever you call it. You both have been lovers ever since he became a prime, and before the war.

How did this happen, you ask? Well, you were casually taking a drive down the dark streets of Jasper, Nevada. Until his worse nemesis, Megatron, came flying down to you. He started shooting some laser beam things, and got you electrocuted!

Turns out, that was powered by dark energon! You only remember transforming back into your bot form and collapse to the ground.

When Optimus found about about your injury, he was DEVASTATED. He was already planning revenge on Megatron. When Ratchet got you onto a medical berth, Optimus immediately got next to you.

He was already starting to tear up, overthinking that you might die. Luckily, Ratchet managed to stable your vitals, so you were fine, but still weak.

Now, to the present time. Optimus continued sobbing beside you, his tears staining the berth.

"I-I'm so so so sorry, my beloved. I failed to protect you..." He choked out, looking up at you. His face was stained in his tears, his eyes still glossy, as he kept sobbing.

The team watched, shocked and amused. They HAVEN'T seen your sparkmate like this, not ever. He was just—a softie for you.