⭐️ Transformers Oneshots ⭐️

TFP injured!Starscream x Reader

⚠️Spoilers for season 2⚠️

Small gasps and heavy breaths entered the silence around the injured Decepticon. He held his thigh tightly as the glowing blue energon lie around him. Ratchet, Bulkhead and I recently got a message from the casted out mech saying he'll tell us all the information he knows about Optimus Prime. Or better use, Orion Pax.
Ratchet, Bulkhead and I left to seek out Starscream.
But once I saw the injured mech, my spark pulsed heavily and I couldn't help but to launch myself forward to try to heal him, but Bulkhead stopped me by pulling me back.
"Easy, Y/n." I bit my lip and held deep concern on my faceplate. Starscream shot a small smile at me.
"Where is Optimus?" I heard Ratchet ask.
"Patch me up an I'll tell you." I kept my gaze on Starscream while Ratchet and Bulkhead exchanges confuses glances. I was now really struggling in Bulkhead's grip.
"Have sympathy. I'm leaking here!" I aggressively shoved Bulkhead's hand off my shoulder and glared at him.
"Then I suggest you speak quickly! Has Optimus been harmed in any way?!" Ratchet spoke up once more.
"He's fine! Fine! Can't you see I'm the one who's been harmed?" My spark throbbed for Starscream. I felt so much pity for the poor soul.
"Ratchet, please. He's telling us everything he knows. And we should accept that."
"Thank you!" Starscream exclaimed to me. I smiled at him and got close.
"Y/n- No!" It was too late. I had already bent down to the Decepticon before me and brought out my surgical kit.
"Keep asking questions, guys."
"Where is he?" Bulkhead this time spoke up.
"Where do you think? He's on Megatron's warship." I could nearly feel the annoyance in Starscream's voice.
"Which is located where?!"
"Now who knows. It's a ship! It moves! It took me months to track only to get fired upon!" I grabbed his hand and he looked at me. He calmed down a bit.
"You wouldn't have gone through the trouble of contacting me here unless you have information to trade. Real information."
"Very well. Your beloved leader may of lost his senses. He goes by the name "Orion Pax" now and it seems that Megatron has led him to believe he's a Decepticon"
"Tell us something we don't know." I kept quiet and sat next to the stressed out injured mech.
"What? How could you have possibly know that?" Starscream asked the duo.
"We're wasting our time here. Come on, Y/n-"
"No, Ratchet. I'm not leaving. He clearly didn't just summon us to have a good talk. He's injured pretty badly... I'm staying with him. You go on ahead."
"Fine, stay with him. Heal him for Primus sake... do whatever." They both left me and the Decepticon alone. We stayed in silence not looking at each other until he finally spoke up.
"Thanks..." Starscream said, "for everything." I smiled at him and got closer.
"How'd this happen?" I gestured to his wounds.
"Shot down..." I grabbed his servo once more and he felt something inside him. Warmth and happiness. Two things he hasn't felt in ages.
"I'm sorry about Ratchet and Bulkhead..."
"Well it is not your fault they're starved of information." I saw him lean forward and rest his helm on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around him. But that's when I heard soft gasps and heavy breaths fill the night once more.
"I should probably heal you."
"Yes, that would be nice."

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He squirmed as I started to screw in the new metal. A big piece of his thigh was too damaged to be 'just repaired'. I held his hand and intertwined our digits together. He had shaky breaths that sent shivers down my spine.
"Aaaaaaand.... done!" He leaned down and gasped in pain.
"That was... horrible!" He looked at me and I gave him a soft smile.
"At least you won't be in pain for long!" He looked at me with a smile.
"Why are you, an Autobot, so nice to me, a Decepticon?" I leaned closer to his face.
"Because..." I connected our dermas and to my surprise he kissed back immediately. He wrapped his arms around my waist protectively and I found myself leaning him back. He grunted in pain a bit but laid back.
"I've fallen for you ever since I first fought you... ever wonder why I chose you as a fighting-what's-it-called? Partner?" I asked the blushing Decepticon.
"You were pretty quick to choose who you wanted to be paired in battle with... I just thought you hated me that badly."
"How could I have anyone this adorable and hot?" He smirked and connected our dermas again, this time he slid his glossa over my lip and flipped us so I was laying back. I hummed and held him closer to me. I really hoped Ratchet didn't get curious and check on me. We separated after a whole minute of bliss and pleasure. Gosh, it felt so good to finally kiss him.
"That felt so incredibly good..." Starscream admitted. I rested my helm on his chest.
"Mhm..." I agreed.
"Y/n? What felt good? What did you two do?!" Darn you Ratchet.
"You know, the g o o d stuff." Ratchet blushed and backed away.
"We just made out, chill your coolant." Ratchet blushed more and left us alone.
"Primus that wasn't even the most descriptive word." I laughed. Starscream wrapped his arm around my waist and held me closer, resting his helm on my shoulder.
"He's just an overprotective dad sometimes." Starscream replies.
"That's true..." we laid there until morning.

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