Try (TFP Optimus Prime/Orion Pax x reader)

Willing to Try

Optimus was the first to consciousness. He glanced down to see me tucked up under his chin, snuggled up to his chest.

He chuckled to himself.

"(y/n)."

He kissed my forehead.

"It's time to get up (y/n). "

He kissed it again, making me chuckle.

"Orion..."

Optimus sat up, bringing his servo to pet my head. "Come on, it's morning. Do you want anyone to see us?"

I chuckled again, rubbing my eyes and slowly sitting up.

".. Not really. But if we're found out then we can announce this."

Optimus slid off the slab to stand, lending me a servo. "Alright. Get up. There's work to do."

I exhaled, and slid into his servo. "Should I take my blanket back to my bed?"

"You can keep it here. I have a feeling you'll want to be close to me for a while."

I laughed genuinely as he set me down.

"Okay."

He asked a question as we walked out of the chamber. "Are you coming along with me for patrol this morning?"

I nodded, and pointed behind myself. "Sure, just let me go take a shower real quick."

Optimus smiled brightly.

"I'll wait for you. But not too long."

I rolled my eyes with a grin.

"See you in a minute."

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Optimus walked into the main control room, noticing Ratchet already operative and perusing the monitors.

"Morning Ratchet."

Ratchet greeted him back.

"Optimus. I thought you were awake already."

"Guess I took a little extra time in stasis." Optimus said no more, and stood by Ratchet, also skimming the monitors of different information.

Ratchet spoke. "Optimus?"

Prime looked to the ambulance. "Hm? What is it old friend?"

Ratchet rested his digits.

"I don't mean to pry, but a few nights ago I overheard (y/n) telling you she was cold, and you let her stay with you. And last night when I checked up on her she wasn't on the couch. Did she have another chill out here?"

Optimus answered honestly. "No. She just wanted to ask some questions to me."

"What type of questions?" Ratchet was curious.

Prime had to think for a second on that one.

"Oh, nothing too important."

After a while, I walked into the room, fresh from the shower and wearing new clean clothes.

"Alright, I'm ready to roll."

Optimus walked a few steps from Ratchet to me. "Did you eat?"

I joked. "What are you, my mom? Of course I ate."

Optimus transformed, and opened a door.

"Hop on in."

I climbed on in as Ratchet voiced a concern. "Optimus, are you sure you should be taking (y/n) with you out on patrol?"