Song Oneshots - Transformers

~< Optimus x Caring Mech!Reader >~

- Haven't I Given Enough..? -

Song - Training Wheels by Melanie Martinez

~ Enjoy, Sparklings. <3

Setting - Autobot Base
Time - Smokescreen joined recently

AN - I will try to write more mech/male insert stories for my masculine viewers. Also, Prime and the reader are already mates :) Enjoy!

I could never understand how Optimus carries so much weight on his shoulders. Yes, I know he is a Prime and he's supposed to 'take it like a Prime', but even he needs a break. I have not seen him recharge once since we got to this planet, and it's killing me.

I've known him since long before the war, and he is so much different now. I remember a somewhat shy, adorable little data clerk, now I see a strong, confident Prime. I love both sides of him, don't get me wrong, but I just wish he would take care of himself like he's supposed to.

But, being a leader takes all your time and energy. I understand that. I just want to sit down with him and let him spill all of his worries and needs onto me so I can help. A good recharge would do him well, maybe someone to talk to, a little bit of physical affection. The necessities. The basics.

"Excuse me, Y/D." A deep voice snaps me out of my processor and makes me look up to my long term friend.

"Hey, Prime." I say. "Need something?" He narrows his optics at me.

"It seems you are falling into recharge in the main hanger." My optic ridges raise.

"What do you mean?"

"Your optics were closed and your frame began swaying. I thought you might fall, therefore I spoke up before it happened." He replies softly, placing a servo on my shoulder plate. I smile.

"You need a recharge too, Boss." Optimus sighs. We've had this talk so many times I lost count. I know it'll take some time, but he'll recharge eventually.

"Y/D-"

"Please, Optimus? Only for a few jours, I promise." He gives he a disapproving look, hesitating.

"I am unable to accept your offer. The Decepticons are active and will strike at any moment. I appreciate your concern, Y/D; but I must stay alert." I sigh sadly and walk off to my berthroom. I sighed extra loud for him to hear and I could tell it hurt him to turn down a peaceful situation.

"If you insist.." I mutter. I've never tried to guilt trip him before, but it's gotten out of hand. He needs to recharge.

"Y/D..wait.." He calls, walking towards me.

"Whatcha need, Boss?" I ask in a sad tone. His optics dim as he lets out a stressed sigh.

"I..I will recharge. But only for a jour. No longer. Is that understood?" He asks. My face plates light up as I grab his servo and pull him to my berthroom.

Once inside, I close and lock the door before guiding him to the berth. He hesitates to sit, but does once I encourage him to. I climb in with him and lay down. The Prime follows my movements and lays stiff on my berth. I roll my optics.