Busy, busy, busy, busy..

Shockwave is ALWAYS so BUSY! So when he finally came back to your shared living quarters, you definitely had some choice noises for him.

Shockwave, being.. Shockwave.. was looking down at a datapad, it was his schedule for the next Mega-cycle. Once he walked in the door, he ignored your first attempt at gaining his attention as he walked over to his office, he used his one hand, that was holding the datapad, to dismiss you. Shooing you away before closing the door behind him

There was a thick silence in the air. Before upset nonsensical static came through your speakers, and oh, Shockwave could hear it alright. The walls were thin, much to Shockwave’s dismay, and your pleasure.

Before long Shockwave could hear your- obnoxious -music playing from the berthroom. His optic flickered and he couldn’t help but pause his work, listening to the lyrics of the song you were playing..

It was the song Moral of the story from a human singer, Ashe. Of course… the only reason Shockwave knew the human singer and the song, practically by spark, was because when he would ignore you you’d play it on repeat to annoy him, trying to make him pity you it almost never worked… well.. it definitely got him annoyed every time.

Shockwave vented as the song continued, his optics rolling in its socket as he set down his datapad, it making an audible slam on the metal desk. The music lowering in volume at the slam.

“Ugh, why did I even bother being his Conjux..”

Shockwave muttered to himself shaking his helm, his optic offlining for moments before onlining again, as he soon left his office and made his way to your shared room. “What do you want Soundwave?” He snapped, his optic glowing a bit in pure annoyance. “Your noise is illogical.”

There was that damn logic he’s so obsessed with..

“And if you just want attention, it’s a no.” Shockwave added, the door of their room open behind him, his arms crossing under his breastplate, his digits tapping on his metal plating impatiently.