I'm Still Here - SLASH

How can the world want me to change? Blaster thought desperately, cupping his face in his hands. He sobbed slightly. It was at times like these when he wished he could cry like humans did. That release of emotion would do him good. The world should change. I… I don’t deserve this… do I? He glanced at the heavens, as if hoping for an answer.

His answer came in the form of arms suddenly locking around his waist and lips pressing against his own. When he pulled back, he looked into a familiar red visor as a white mask once again covered the other’s mouth. “Soundwave?”

“You don’t deserve it.” Blaster could never figure out how he always knew exactly what he was thinking. But… of course he didn’t deserve it. Couldn’t Prowl have understood that? You couldn’t choose who you fell in love with. It just sort of… happened. Prowl knew that… and yet here he sat, the Autobot insignia absent from his chest.

He was so done with this damned war. Done with factions and hate and death. What was the point of it all anyway? The only thing it had done for him is make him bitter from watching friends die, and his living friends turn on him when they couldn’t grasp the fact you could love a Decepticon. What were they fighting for anyway? Power? Total annihilation of the other side? That’s what it seemed like these days.

He remembered people telling him he was too young to join the war. They were right, of course, but Blaster ignored them. He had been eager to serve his planet.

He wrapped his arms around Soundwave and squeezed slightly. “I… know. If whatever godly force there is wanted to torture me, I wouldn’t have you.”

He knew Soundwave smiled at that. “And I’m still here.”

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Jazz and Wheeljack quietly backed out of their hiding place and set off back to base.

“I can’t believe you made me do that.” Wheeljack moaned. “I’ve never felt so out of place before!”

“They look so sweet together.” Jazz said, totally ignoring his comrade’s discomfort. “Hard to imagine Soundwave’s tried to kill us a few times.”

Wheeljack sighed. “So you’re glad they’re together?”

“…yes.”

“That doesn’t help us with the whole ‘getting Blaster reinstated’ plan.” He paused. “But… they are a cute couple.”

Jazz mentally rolled his eyes as he tried to form a plan.