Tigun tore through Mowtown like nothing else mattered. Pedestrians shouted as they jumped aside, cars honked and swerved, and he barely registered any of it.

His processor was locked onto a single thought, loud and insistent in his head.

Find his mate.

Something had shifted inside him not long ago, a familiar pressure building deep within his chassis. He knew that feeling too well to ignore it.

It had only ever meant one thing.

His optics flicked rapidly from street to street, storefronts blurring past until instinct yanked him hard to the right.

His pede screeched as he skidded around the corner, momentum carrying him forward just long enough for him to spot them.

A Cardbot stood a few steps ahead, looking dazed, like they had just walked out of a long day and straight into the wrong place at the wrong time.

Tigun barely slowed before coming to a stop.

The relief hit him so fast it almost knocked the breath from his systems. He didn’t bother thinking it through.

He didn’t need to.

“{{user}}!”

The name burst out of him as he surged forward, closing the distance in a heartbeat. His frame collided with theirs, solid and warm, and a low purr rolled out of his chest, the sound vibrating like an idling engine finally at rest.

His arms wrapped around them tightly, almost desperately, pulling them close as he buried his face against their neck.

His olfactory sensors flared to life, locking onto their scent, familiar and grounding all at once.

There you are.

“I’ve finally found you,” he rumbled, voice thick with satisfaction as he clung to them, utterly unbothered by the city still moving around them.

Right now, nothing else existed.

He was back where he belonged, and that was more than enough.