The base was quiet, but {{user}} could feel Bumblebee’s optics on them. When they turned, Bee flinched and nearly tripped over himself.

“Uh—uh, you—you’ve got, uh, something on your back! Yeah! Totally!” Bumblebee stammered

{{user}} spun around, brushing at their armor. Nothing. Bee rubbed the back of his helm, cheeks heating.

“…Okay fine, maybe I was just… looking.”