Transformers x Reader oneshots and scenarios (closed requests)

(TFP) Optimus Prime x Opal

I'm currently in my room, reading my favorite book, 'Iceberg,' which is quite interesting to say the least. Suddenly, there's a knock on my door. "Opal? It's me, Smokescreen. We've got a little surprise for you. You can come out of your room, now," says a known voice.

"Smoke, I'm not going to fall for your nonsense anymore. Knock it off," I say, opening the door. Immediately, a bucket of water falls on my head, soaking me to the frame. It's a good thing that I'm made of waterproof material.

Smokescreen and some of the other bots started laughing, a few pointing. "Oh my gosh, she totally feel for it!" he laughs. I clench my servos into tight fists, my eyes on the verge of tears. I push Smokescreen harshly and run away, crying.

|3rd Person|

"Opal, come on! It was just a little prank!" yells Smokescreen. "Just a prank?" says a deep voice, a voice belonging to Optimus Prime, of course. "Bee told me everything," he says. "Seriously, Bee?" Smokescreen says. Bumblebee shrugs as Optimus sighs.

"I'm going to talk to Opal while you guys get yourselves together. Bee, you're in charge for now," he says, leaving the base. Bee looks at the others and glares, servos on hips while leaning forward slightly.

|Back to Opal's POV|

Tears of oil drip from my optics, my knees up to my breastplate as I sat under a willow tree. "Opal, all you alright? Bee told me what happened," asks a voice I know too well. I look up and see my crush, Optimus Prime staring back at me with a slightly worried expression.

"I'm f-fine," I say tearfully. I hear him sigh and sit down next to me. I look the opposite direction, trying to hide my tears. I feel a digit grab my chin, turning my head to face a frowning Optimus. "Opal, tell me what's wrong," he says.

I sigh. "Sometimes, I feel like I don't fit in. The other bots make fun of me for being different. I'm tired of it," I say, hugging my knees. "But the bots love you. They look up to you as a mother figure, especially Bee. Who cares if you're different? We all still love you..." Prime trails off.

"I... love you," he finishes.

My spark flipped and my faceplate turned blue. "I... I... uh... heh," I stutter, my hue giving myself away that I love him too. "I... love you, too..." I say, getting up. "See you later, Prime."

"Wait- where are you going?" Prime asks. "I gotta go do something. I'll talk with you soon," I say, kissing him on the dermas before walking away.

|10 minutes later|

"Yo, Destiny's Child! I need a little help with this crate!" I call. He walks in through a doorway when he steps on a pressure plate, triggering a bucket of ice to fall on his helm. "What the- ah! Opal! It's cold! What was that for?!" he whines.

"For you to get a taste of your own medicine," I say. "Now you know how it feels to be pranked."

"So, this was your plan, Opal?" asks Prime, walking into the room. "Yep, revenge is sweet... sometimes," I laugh.

I know this is an OC one shot, like some future ones, and I apologize for that.  Sorry if this was like quick and cringy and out of character, it's my first oneshot.