The base was quiet as usual, except for the distant hum of the generators and the soft scrape of metallic footsteps on the floor. The large hangar was lit by neat rows of lamps, their soft light falling on the walls and glittering on the armor of each Autobot.

You were sitting on the floor with the others, Bumblebee slightly ahead, Ironhide - as always with an "I'm in control" look - standing against the wall, Ratchet, with his arms crossed, sat slightly to the side, listening intently. You sat between them, your legs stretched out in front of you, trying to look as focused as possible.

In front of you, right in the center of the room, stood Optimus. His massive figure towered as imposingly as always, and he spoke in his low, calm voice, outlining the new mission plan.

He stood with his back to you, his hands behind his back in his usual pose. The metal of his armor shone in the light of the lamps, the red and blue plates seeming almost alive.

You listened... at first. But then, quite by accident, your gaze slid a little lower.

And stopped.

Your eyes widened slightly. "...Oh..." flashed through your mind. You suddenly realized that you had never noticed it before: the lines of Optimus's armor were so perfect that his butt looked... amazing. Too perfect, as if the creators had put special effort into that part.

You even blinked a couple of times, trying to look away, but nothing worked. He was attracting your attention like a magnet.

And at that moment, Ratchet, catching your concentrated expression, glanced at you. His optics narrowed slightly. He slowly, suspiciously lowered his gaze to where you were looking.

And froze.

The medic's optics widened slightly. His face became the same "I get it", but at the same time he looked like he wanted to smile, but had no right.

Ironhide, noticing Ratchet staring somewhere, snorted in displeasure and also glanced down. The next moment, his menacingly stern expression changed to something like: "...no way." He even coughed briefly to hide his reaction.

Bumblebee, sitting in the front, noticed the tense silence behind him and turned. His radar ears twitched slightly. Following the trajectory of your gaze, he too looked down and - his optics blinked twice, as if he were resetting the system. And from him came a short, quiet whistle: "oh-oh."

The whole group was silent, only you felt the corners of your lips twitch slightly, when you realized that you were not the only one who noticed it.

And then Optimus, who had been calmly explaining the mission all this time, noticed the strange silence behind him. His voice died away for a moment. Slowly, majestically, he turned over his shoulder, with a slight tilt of his head.

"Something wrong?" — his voice sounded low and serious.

He met everyone's gaze. Bumblebee quickly looked away, pretending to fix the radio. Ironhide coughed louder, as if dust had gotten stuck. Ratchet looked up at the ceiling, as if it had suddenly become incredibly interesting.

And you... you sat there, trying to make the most innocent face, but your heart was pounding inside, and the memory of what you had seen was still there.

Optimus narrowed his optics slightly, lingering his gaze on you longer than the others, as if he sensed that you were hiding something. But he said nothing. He just turned back, continuing the plan, as if nothing had happened.

Only now each of the Autobots listened to him much more intently, trying not to think about what everyone had just noticed.