Seeking Solace

I don't think I need to put up a mature content seeing how it's only the Author's comment that will have the story in it.

Basically this is a possible spoiler for Transformers Prime Torn Loyalties. The picture of the two cats symbolize Bulkhead and Savage, but the story will be about the robots. Click the back button if you don't want to know what will happen in the later chapters of this fic... Ok don't say I didn't warn you.

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Bulkhead looked up when the door to his and Savage's quarters slid open, he narrowed his optics slightly when he saw Savage's sorrowful posture.

"Savage, are you alright?"

Savage didn’t answer, instead the newly appointed Autobot looked up and the larger bot could see the defeated look in his red optics, he sat up in his berth as his room mate sat on the edge of his berth, his shoulders slouched as his just stared blankly at the floor.

“Savage?” Bulkhead asked again, this time placing his hand on his team mates shoulder.

“… He called it off.” Savage said brokenly.

“Who called it off?”

“Ratchet. He-he called it off.”

“What did he call off? C’mon, Savage you can tell me.”

Unable to it hold back any longer, Savage told Bulkhead every thing, that he had accidentally bonded his spark to Ratchet toward the end of his heat cycle. He even told him that he had convinced the medic to try to make the forged bond into a real one, he also told Bulkhead what had happened on the Nemesis, even his little one night stand with Soundwave. Much to his surprise Bulkhead didn’t judge him, he was surprised that he and Ratchet had been bond mates, of course and how they managed to keep it under wraps for so long was nothing short of amazement.

Bulkhead held Savage close as the former con turned Autobot quietly sobbed into his chest, it was clear that the bot had fallen for the medic and fallen hard. Now he understood why Savage had never responded to his subtle and suggestive advances, he was trying to remain faithful to Ratchet, he felt like a complete idiot doing that to him, but that was in the past.

“Did he say why he wanted to call it off, after all this time?” Bulkhead asked as Savage’s sobs started to ease.

“He-he said that can’t keep worrying about me, that fight with Megatron then Maelstrom had been to much for him. He couldn’t take the stress, now it feels like part of me is missing.” Savage broke down into sobbing again.

Bulkhead soothed him as best as he could, he had never seen his friend this distraught, then he remembered that Ratchet had calmed Savage down by stroking the base of his wings. It seemed to work as the other bots sobs once again quieted.

“I’m sure Ratchet feels the same way, but the doc has always had a hard time expressing his feelings. He has always been afraid of getting to close to some one then losing them, it happened to him before and he doesn’t want it to happen again.” Bulk said still gently stroking the base of his wings.

“Well, so was I, but I took a leap of faith. It worked… for a while.” Savage replied with a small sniffle.

Bulkhead allowed Savage to gently push him away, one look in his pain filled optics made his spark tighten with sorrow, it also made him want to take his friends pain away. Using his thumb, he wiped away any excess tears from the black and red Autobot’s optics, he loved this mech, he loved every thing about him. His resolve, his courage; every thing that was Savage he loved with all his spark, he wanted to be there for Savage as he had been there for him.

He cupped Savage’s face with one hand then gently made his friend look at him. Very slowly he leaned forward and tenderly kissed Savage on the lips before pulling away, he wouldn’t force Savage into some thing he wasn’t ready for or did want.

“I love you, Savage. I always have” He said before gently taking him into his arms again.

Savage’s optics widen at his this, he then narrowed his optics slightly when he started to feel Bulkhead’s own spark beating in time with his. Not only that, it felt as if the green Autobot’s spark was trying to sooth his own, it felt strangely comforting. He had never felt this with Megatron or Soundwave, or even Ratchet for that matter, he didn’t quite know what it meant, but he didn’t care right now. He just wanted to relax in Bulkhead’s gently hold and lay beside him tonight.

Bulkhead smiled as he felt Savage relax against him but he could still sense the pain coming off him, he tenderly took Savage’s chin in his hand and gently made him look up at him again. He then leaned down and claimed his lips in a loving and gentle kiss, his spark seemed to skip a beat when his kiss was returned, he deepened it moments later.

“Let me take the pain away, Savage.”

“Please…” Savage replied breathlessly.

Next thing Savage knew, he was laying on the berth with Bulkhead above him, claiming his lips in another loving passionate kiss. And just before Bulkhead entered him, he said those words.

“I love you too, Bulkhead…”

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First of all I didn't draw the picture it belongs to I just colored it.

Transformers and Megatron (c)

Savage and Maelstrom (c)