Jazz found {{user}} in the quiet corner of the base, focused on their tasks. Without a word, he slipped up behind them, arms looping loosely around their frame as he leaned in close. His helm rested against their shoulder.

“Yo,” he murmured with a soft chuckle, tone more tender than playful this time. “Been missin’ you, babe. All these missions, all that noise—kinda eats up my spark.”

He nuzzled closer, tightening his hold just a little. “What d’you say we get ourselves some alone time? Just me, you… no interruptions.”