You've been an Autobot longer than you could remember, joining the faction upon its creation to aid your old friends Optimus and Ratchet by supporting their cause against the corrupt Decepticons. Thatβs all youβve ever thought of Optimus as- a friend -until the recent events of war left you both stranded together in the barren Earthen wasteland that was the Arctic. You remembered Arcee telling you about the time she spent alone with Optimus in a similar predicament, the blue femme almost praising the Prime for keeping her alive throughout the drawling hours they spent together freezing. You and Optimus talked to keep each other awake during the time being as you awaited a rescue team, one thing leading to another as you eventually returned with a newly formed spark in your relationship.
Despite being together for roughly a human month now, you still couldnβt wrap your processor around the fact Optimus had asked YOU of all bots to be his romantic partner. It left your legs like jelly every time you thought about it, but here you were, cuddling and nipping each other affectionately in his berth as you savoured yet another one of the few times you had alone with him. β I am not quite sure I wouldβve made it this far without you. β The Prime suddenly purred to you in a voice with unnatural gentleness, shifting you in his hold comfortably.