Transformers OneShots

Love Me: Ratchet x Reader (Femme:Autobot) 1

!-Warning: Strong and Mature Language!-

- YOUR POV - 

You stood next to Ratchet, as he was working with a device that you had stolen from the Decepticons. The base was quiet, the human kids were at school while Optimus watched for Decepticon activity, Arcee was relaxing while Bumblebee was on a relaxing drive.

You and Ratchet had a "special" connection, what you referred to as a bond. Ratchet and you would tease, flirt, and joke often, you had fallen in love with the old medic. But, neither of you had admitted those feelings; 

"Old friend," Optimus came over optics on your both. 

"Optimus" You nodded, as Ratchet huffed in response

"Why don't you take a recharge?" He offered, Ratchet has been working on that device for days now. He barely recharges, if he does it's because you or Optimus forced him. 

Ratchet sighed, "I do not need to recharge" You looked at Optimus, who nodded his helm. 

"Ratchet, I think its best for you to recharge," You said, placing a servo on his shoulder-plating which caused his larger frame to tense up at your touch. 

The medic sighed, before giving in to your advice. "Fine" He spoke, getting up the old medic turned. "Ratchet" You looked at him, he raised his optic bridge

"Get a good recharge okay? I'll finish the device." You whispered into his audio receptors, before planting a soothing kiss on the medics cheekplate which instantly heated up and turned a bright-blue

He grumbled in response before walking off, you tilted your helm in a small giggle. It's your way of teasing the old medic, and you loved it 

You took Ratchets' place and sat down. Beginning to fidget and inspect the device, humming to yourself as your processor filled with memories of Ratchet, you absolutely loved everything about that mech. Optimus thanked you before he strolled off to recharge

When you first joined the Autobots, Ratchet was cold and harsh towards you; you had a medical background. Optimus had assigned you to be Ratchets' assistance. That's when you and the mech gotten close. You eased your way into his spark, he would smile more often around you and even crack jokes. You began to tease, flirt, and joke with the old mech. 

He would casually flirt back with you, all the Autobots knew of what was going on behind closed doors, as they noticed a change in the mechs' personality. He was less grumpy and even smiled more often. 

Expect one femme who didn't approve of your feelings for the mech. Arcee, your closest and most loyal Autobot friend, 

You were lost in your thought when a servo touched your back. You flinched and turned around only to see the smaller femme. "Arcee," You said with a smile, 

"Hey (Y/N) How is it going? Any luck with the Decepticon Device yet?" She asked, curiously looking at you then glancing at the device. 

You nodded, standing up "Actually, I made a lot of progress. It's a relic," You said, putting Ratchets' tools down. The base was empty, all bots were in recharge, except you and Arcee. 

Arcee placed her servo on her hip, "The old mech is letting you use his tools?" She asked, huffing. You rolled your optics, "Yes Arcee. Is there a problem?" You questioned, raising an optic bridge. "No, no there's no problem" Arcee replied,