Invisible String

Labyrinth

The man was tall, almost outrageously so, 6'5 or 6'7, and very well...built. The fabric of his suit coat hugged his waist, showing the illusion of his muscles that you weren't entirely sure were real. His hair was short and slicked back, slightly graying but still closer to a salt and pepper look that gave you the impression he was in his late 40's early 50's. You knew him, you just couldn't put your finger on where you had met him. Every time you'd try to conjure up a memory you would draw a blank, but you swore you already knew what his voice sounded like.

He wasn't looking at you and so you watched as he scanned over the room. He was looking for someone, and while he had been the first human person you'd found attractive since you entered this world, a tinge of guilt crossed your mind, you cared for Megatron, hell you loved him. He might not be able to cuddle up with you at night in your bed, but he was there for you when you needed him, and you truly wanted to give the relationship a chance. So, while turning and knowing you wouldn't be able to find Dorothy or Alex in this mess, you counted your graces and walked back onto the balcony, taking the first steps down the stairs that to the garden.

You were halfway down the stairs (taking slow steps so you didn't fall) when you heard a pair of quick footsteps coming from behind you. You moved to the wall to give whoever was about to run down the stairs room to do so but instead they stopped. There were a few beats of silence before you heard a voice call out your name. Your blood went cold, and your heart stopped beating because it was his voice. it was Megatron's voice. But it couldn't have been him. No. You must have gone crazy, yet against your better judgment you turned around.

It was that man, the one who caught your eye. You took a single step closer and as you did, you saw the resemblance to said mech. Your brain still shorted out for a moment.

"How...Megatron? Is that you?" You asked bluntly. You watched as he stepped down towards and past you, stopping a few steps below so you could be on the same eye level. He was still taller than you, but you could see his eyes now. They were a dull brownish red, as if that was the most human they were getting.

"Yes." He said, breathy and low. "You look beautiful." His voice sent tremors up your spine. Your heart going from pausing to racing in a moment's notice. You forgot your question had been unanswered, but it didn't really matter. You wanted to reach out and touch him, to prove he was really there but you couldn't because if you did and he really wasn't you would go crazy. Your mind would break.

Before you could think anymore, he took your hands. Leading you down to the small landing that sat in the halfway point of the staircase. You couldn't take your eyes off him. Both because you were in a trance and because you really couldn't believe he was here, standing in front of you, holding your hand. While in said trance you of course had to lose your footing. Gasping, you felt your leg misstep and braced for your head to hit the cold stone. But it didn't. Instead, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your shoulders, holding you in place. You were glad it was dark out by this time because if it was any brighter, he would have been able to see your face aglow with embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to trip." You tried to not stutter over your words, watching as amusement flashed on his features, he let out a breath that sounded like he was holding back a laugh. You shook you head and took the last few steps on your own, taking a few more steps after to get a better look at him. He was seamlessly human looking. While he might have been on the taller side It made sense since even compared to the other robots, he was one of the tallest you'd seen, if not the tallest. Almost like he read your mind, he sat down on one of the steps, lazily moving his leg to the side looking the most comfortable you think you'd seen him since he first took you to the meadow.

"You're solid." You blurted out, watching his face go from content to confused to bewildered. And then he was laughing. In any other circumstance you would have loved to hear the sound but right now it was both a comfort and a hindrance. Before you could turn on your heel and find somewhere to hide from him, he spoke up.