❝ TRANSFORMERS ❞ [BUMBLEBEE/FEM!READER ] • I

CHAPTER II

CHAPTER II

     "No no, that wasn't the deal."
     "Stop being a baby and come on, this will show you've moved on."
     "I have moved on!!"
     You were so close to booking it but Sam had the brilliant idea of making you join them at the party too. Of course, denying this offer yet your brother is not stopping without a fight. With Miles watching in the back.

     "If you want me to stay behind for you two- I can, just two blocks away from here." You smile and Sam shakes his head in denial. "Come on (Y/N), it's not gonna be that bad. Besides, it's public property." "That's the tenth time you said that since we got here-" Sam opens his mouth to continue but the embarrassment got to him. Finally raising his hand in defeat and the two get out of the car in a hurry. You do the same but lock the doors before, and slowly make your way around your car.

The park's pretty full. A bunch of students from your school hanging around the place with booze or making out with their partners. Only like three groups playing catch or frisbee of some sort. This is a bad idea.

     "Bro, Mikaela's here.." Miles whispers towards Sam, who only swallows hard at the mere sight of her. "Go talk to her lover boy." Teasing your brother and he couldn't help but give you a cold glare of some sort. Miles begins to walk off and Sam casually tries to catch up to him. You sigh and lean against your car, looking around and a small knock catches your attention. You turn to see the same guy from the car shop, sitting on top of your car.

Quickly you stand up straight, taking a step back as the boy's smile turns into a slight snarky grin. "You're that.. that guy from the shop!" Thinking out loud and he nods, running his hand through his hair while leaning against the back of the car window.

"We meet again, beautiful!" He offers his hand as some sort of greeting and you couldn't help but slightly cringe at the greeting. "Are you gonna haunt me now cause I 'stole' your car?" Crossing your arms but you get a laugh in response. "Why would I be angry at you?"
    "Listen.. sir?" His eyes brighten up. "I'm trying to be as nice as possible but if you're trying to hook up, this isn't the way to go."

     "Oh! Was that a joke?" He genuinely asks and you blink your eyes in surprise, a bit offended but mostly confused. Wait- why did you assume he was asking you out?
     The boy hops off the car, walking up to you and you take notice of his soft features. Seeing the jewelry he's wearing and the slight smell of honey and lemon he gives off.  "My name is Bumblebee.." He smiles and extends his hand. You hesitate but raise your hand, which he grabs to shake. "My comrades call me B-127." Subtle.

     "Don't you have.. like a normal name? Not trying to be rude of course- Cause you know, it kinda reminds me off.." Your voice slowly stops once taking note of the type of colors he's wearing. Mostly yellow and black clothing. Glancing at your car to see almost the same shade of yellow compared to the boy. "Oh god.." He nods with his smile growing.
     "Y-You are the owner!" And, his smile quickly fades.

     "No! I'm your car, beautiful."
"Please don't call me that-" He raises a brow.
"I thought humans like to compliment one another? Do you not appreciate them-"
"I don't know you that well." "Oh of course! I-I apologize." He pulls his hand away.
"Wait- I thought I introduced myself in the car dealership.." "I tuned you out.." You admit with a blush of embarrassment. Saying that seemed rude but the boy didn't mind. "Oh." That is all he said, glancing around and grabbing your lower arm, pulling you to a slightly empty part of the park. Making sure he isn't too far from your car.