Megatron adored this painful game with you, knowing full well you had such strong feelings towards him he played along seeing your hopes go up until one day eventually everything was going to come crashing down…he know you respected him a lot…and maybe even had what the humans called a crush on him….

The idea of seeing you crush from the brutal truth entertained him many times…but when the day actually came, leaving you in a cave at the mercy of the Autobots and the cave systems collapsing…he now feels rather empty inside but No he’ll never admit such feelings towards You…but that all changed once you somehow were still…alive….acting like nothing happened…, like you didn’t get offlined a day ago in that cave system by the Autobots…you calmly walked the nemesis dark corridors as drones, Vehicons, and seekers stared, optics wide in shock and fear at seeing you somehow alive and not left dead in that cave..….

you acted like nothing happened…always smiling, always kind and helpful for the rest of that day….but that’s what worries everyone…they could see the slight strain in your faceplate how your optics didn’t meet your smile anymore…they all know after Megatron left you down there to die alone…your processor was mentally unstable….and everyone was right once knockout and breakdown dragged you away to get checked up….

Megatron was in his quarters, lost in deep thought, his mind playing back the events of that day. The memory of abandoning you, leaving you behind in a collapsing cave at the mercy of the Autobots, weighed heavily on his mind. He found himself wrestling with conflicting emotions he wasn't used to feeling.

He tried to dismiss the guilt and the uneasy feeling in his spark, telling himself that he made the right call. After all, in the cruel world of the Decepticons, loyalty to the cause and the survival of the strongest mattered above all else.

But as Megatron stood in the solitude of his quarters, he couldn't shake off the image of your strained smile. The forced cheeriness in your optics, the way your gaze avoided his all day. The sight of you, seemingly fine after a traumatic experience, troubled him more than he cared to admit.

He found himself walking restlessly, his servos clenching into fists at his side. The room seemed suffocating, the walls closing in on him...so he left his quarters and headed for the medbay.

When he arrived at the medbay, he saw you sitting on a medical berth. Knockout and Breakdown were standing nearby, their gazes darting between you and Megatron as he entered. There was a tense silence in the room as Megatron approached, his optics locked on your faceplate.