Transformers Prime Imagines Book 2

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas! Part 4 (Human! Optimus X Human! Reader)

A/N: IT WAS QIXI YESTERDAY SO UMM HAPPY QIXI TO ALL MY FELLOW FRIENDS!! MAY YOU FIND THE SIGNIFICANT OTHER AND LET YUELAO TO WIND YOU BOTH UP WITH RED STRING!!

ALSO, THIS CHAPTER IS SUUUUUPER LONG, EHEKS! 4000+ WORDS, I HAD TOO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS SO I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL ENJOY THIS SERIES!

Have fun reading~

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Optimus opened his eyes when your bedside clock beeped 7am sharp. The dark-haired man realised he was stuck when a petite figure was peacefully snoring within his embrace, smiling in her sleep.

'Cute.' He stifled a chuckle and brushed your hair away from your face. The man didn't want to leave the bed and he decided to stay in for once, enjoying this moment. Wrapping his arms around you, the Prime melted when you mumbled his name in your sleep.

"Mhmm...Optimus...don't...leave...me..." you said, shifting closer to him.

"Never dreamt of it, sweetspark." He whispered into your ears, tucking a stray hair behind it. Sighing, Optimus continued his peaceful watching, taking pleasure of seeing your adorable state.

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Behind the very door, three people stood outside, snickering quietly.

"I don't usually wake up early, so that Pax better get me something good for my present or I'm going to send him to the ER on fragging Christmas." Megatron muttered, yawning into his hands.

"Shush!" Wheeljack quieted the grumpy man as he steadied the Japanese girl on his back. The young lady was tying a mistletoe on the door's head.

"This is gonna be good... Okay, I'm done!" Miko whispered. Her Chemistry Teacher let her down and the trio was about to run away when a certain hot-tempered doctor stood before them, leaning against the wall.

"What on Cybertron's name are you guys doing?"

The three match-makers nearly jumped out of their skins as they fought the urge to scream. Megatron sprinted to the medic, cupping his mouth as he harshly spoke.

"Quiet down, you slag! I am making sure this plan works or so help me I will murder you lots!" he said angrily in a hushed tone.

"What plan?" Ratchet wiggled away from the large male's grasp, straightening his coat.

"To get dear Orion a fragging date."

"...And you didn't even invite me." Ratchet growled, but he had a twinkle in his eyes that spoke mischief too. Wheeljack grinned widely, pulling his new partner-in-crime.

"Glad to have you on board! Now come on, we got work to do!"

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"Mhmm-euh..." I yawned, rubbing my eyes as I sat up groggily.

"Had a nice sleep, young one?"

"AAAAAH!!!!!"

Sir Optimus's voice sent me screaming, tumbling off the bed. I groaned, caressing my back as I stood up. The cold winter air made me shivered and I dived back into my blankets, teeth clattering. Looking at the English Lecturer, I gave him an awkward smile.

"M-Morning?" I said.

"Good morning." He replied, smirk present on his face. He took a look at my aching back and frowned, leaning in to have a closer inspection.