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Innocent Highs and Greater Heights (Optimus Prime x OC)

Bayverse!Optimus Prime x Magnus (Human OC)

I don't have much to say, other than

I really needed this.

Aside from the dysphoric problems, my chronic illnesses, fatigue, and treatment exhaustion I am just spent with life atm.

I just need to be reminded sometimes that my Fo's can help me through everything and come out loving me more than ever. Optimus Prime was in a major part of my healing process once I had escaped from an abusive living space with my dad. I was 15 then. I'm 28 now. I had become enthralled with the world of Transformers, and the giant robots whom I knew could protect me from anything. I got to meet Stan Bush, and enjoy a concert, with the songs that will always tell me that I have the touch, and I can always dare!

“You could never hurt me”

Magnus shuffled out of the storm towards the tall awning. The hollow structure -as rusted as it seemed- did hold strong through the mild downpour of frigid rain. A nervous chuckle escaped the timid male that shook his chords, still sore from the brisk walk he’d taken to the tarp tower. With a quick gasp, he took a toke from his inhaler, and hoped the occupant was within earshot the first time he’d spoken. A rumbled response was all he’d heard thereafter.

Magnus huffed and placed a white knuckled fist on each hip. “Well, that’s an excited hello if I’ve ever heard one.” The young man removed his jacket and hung it over a piece of horizontal metal parallel to the structure outside. With a swift movement of his hand, he rapped at the metal-plated being above. An everlasting moment passed -so it seemed- before the mech lowered his servo to the ground. Once secure, Magnus felt the unease of swift gravitational change in his gut. He was used to most of it, however, the emotional bit was new. This giant robo-tantrum had gotten old, and he didn’t want to end the night on a numb note.

“We made a deal-you promised me you would notify me before leaving, and yet you deliberately disobeyed my commands.” Prime’s optics traced every inch of Magnus. He could read almost any alien language, learning every distinct motive of a decepticon’s next move, and yet…Magnus was enigmatic. Optimus let his emotions get the best of him when around the young man. He felt as though there was something more to this guardianship that the allspark was not letting on. His expression grew soft after realizing his prior emotions had seemingly set Magnus in a frightened state. Their orbs met, like a gateway to the soul, and that’s when it hit. Magnus was terrified.

It was never-NEVER-in Prime’s programming to harm or strike fear within the hearts and minds of the race he fought so hard to protect, and yet, he sat within the mech’s palm, and trembled in fear and an overwhelming state of defeat. A heavy, saddened sigh escaped the mech as he thought long and hard over his next chosen words. He startled Magnus yet sensed a sudden sign of relief and calm after stroking his thumb over the now rigid, human male’s back, and up between his shoulders.

“Magnus, I…am sorry. I pushed too far,” He aimed to press the bridge of his nose to Magnus’ forehead, in a cautious attempt to mend his emotional state, “Your safety is my top priority. I would not be the same without you here.” The calm tempo on his chords chimed with a saddened tune as his gaze grew soft and forlorn.

They sat in a dormant state of emotional vacancy, before Magnus took the mech by surprise. He, out of nowhere, leapt in and closed the gap between Prime’s faceplate and his fleshy frame. His face pressed gently against Optimus’ brow, and his hands reassuringly caressed his armored jaw with gentle grace. The weight of the world felt as if it had suddenly fallen from Prime’s shoulders at that very instance.

Never once in his processors did, he ever consider a human’s fate to be so intertwined with his own, “You’re stronger than your storm,” His furrowed brow line weakened, and his expression softened beneath Magnus’ caresses. A gentle whirring escaped the mech’s chords as he thrummed a soft tune to reassure the fragile, young man that he was safe, “You are so brave, Magnus,” He paused, “on many occasions, more so than I ever could be.”

Magnus looked up with utter disbelief strewn across his face, “But, how? Why do you say that?” A sudden feeling of doubt and lingering agitation clouded his thoughts, but before he could speak, Prime intervened with strong reassurance.

“You’ve been through far more on this hardened planet than most of your kind could ever manage within a lifetime. I admire your tenacity and courage. It’s inspirational-admirable and above all else, true,” Optimus inhaled sharply and continued, “I am proud to call you a dear friend, a close companion-”

Magnus cut him off before he could finish, “Whoa whoa, lemme stop you there, Prime,” A sudden gut-wrenching, sickening sensation filled him with dread and utter panic. But Optimus intervened once more.

“Please, just refer to me as Orion,” He stroked Magnus’ forehead with his thumb and continued, “do you not believe me? Are you afraid of what I’m going to say next? I can stop now if it’s too much…I understand it’s been a long day for us both. For you, I can only imagine how hard it is right now,” Magnus attempted to look away, but Prime nudged his glance back to his own with a soft press of one of his fingers, “I don’t know if you believe in fate, religion, or past existence, but I do. Our paths have crossed in many lifetimes before-” Before Optimus could continue, yet again, Magnus intervened, aware of how overwhelmed he had become emotionally.

“That we are meant for each other? Are you meaning to say that we are supposed to be….’spark-bound’ or something?” Magnus sounded rather upset for such an emotional speech. Such a revelation by the leader of the Autobots himself shouldn’t have caused him such angst. Optimus remained calm as the human expressed his frustrations and disbelief, “I…how? How am I supposed to be connected to someone so perfect as you?!”

Prime’s spark dropped. He’d been aware of Magnus’ emotional struggle and self-doubts. He had been there himself. He was once lost in the stars attempting to find his true purpose, “Because you, in my optics, in my spark, in my processors are perfect,” His soft, forlorn tone brought tears to his eyes. A look of utter shock and disbelief wracked at his brain and distraught, emotional state.

“Answer me this, Magnus,” He stroked his cheek to wipe away a tear, “Do you ever get this nagging sensation in your spark-heart-when you’re around the one you truly care about-the one or many that fill you with so much courage, strength, and the utmost euphoric, emotional bliss? I, too, once believed it never existed, and yet, when I met you, - once again- I began to feel strange, possessive, and irate at all human interactions that you encountered. ‘Back off’ were the only words that crossed my thought processors. I felt angered and…I apologize if this is overwhelming, but I have so much to get off my chest plate…If not now, when?”

Magnus’ eyes welled up with tears. He never thought that Prime’s level of admiration for him was so high, yet he certainly was aware of the struggle with emotions and realized then that he, too, experienced the same struggles. It was as if a weight was lifted, and an epiphany struck all at once. It seemed Spark-mates weren’t just among cybertronians…Love and companionship were entwined with fate…not limited to race, appearance, and not size, but heart, spark, and the soul.

“Magnus, will you accept my gift of courtship? Will you be mine, for as long as this lifetime will allow and more?” He gazed into Magnus’ eyes with deep, soulful admiration.

“Yes, Orion, for as long as you’ll have me,” Magnus pressed his forehead to Prime’s. The rest of the evening was spent almost in complete silence. No words shared, yet the emotions ran strong, and their love…everlasting.

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