To Comfort My Star

by The-Megatryne

Every night was the exact same thing. Starscream needed comfort from post-traumatic stress syndrome. I was there.

To Comfort My Star.

I woke up to the same thing I did every night at the usual time. The night was pretty typical. We would get about 4 hours of recharge before my Star would go into a nightmare fit of post-traumatic stress. He would often wake up screaming after having a nightmare about Megatron trying to destroy him, or Arcee, trying to blast him to pieces.

I did the routine I always did when it came to these nights. I woke my Star from his nightmare, and it would take him a few moments to realize it was just me near him. He would then stop thrashing, and Loud screams would turn to just little whimpers.

I was the only one ever allowed to witness this, and even then, he took forever to show this side of himself to me. Behind the evil, angry commander, is a softer, more tender seeker, who just wants the war to be over. He would only ever share the saddest moments with me, and me alone, because I was the only one who could ever understand. It would break my heart every single night when I knew he was in distress. However, I always made it very clear to him, that I would always be here and I would never ever leave him.

I would softly hum to him. Sometimes, it would be an Earth Song, sometimes it would be an old Seeker song he taught me. Either way, it always soothed him. When I held him close, I knew he could feel my comforting presence radiating off of me, and that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to know I was there for him whenever he needed me. I wanted him to know he would never be alone, now that he had me.

I would pet his head just so,. Sometimes I wold work my way down to his wings. He loved having his wings petted l. Seeker wings were known to bring extreem pleasure and comfort when touched propperly. However, not just anyone was given the great honour of touching a seeker's wings. As wings are naturallynaturally sensitive, when touched the right way, can bring comfort. However, if wings are touched the wrong way, it could cause great trauma. Therefore, a seeker would only allow one who they trusted and truly loved, to have the honour of touching their precious wings. I was indeed very honoured and happy to be the one who would always comfort my Star by petting those delicate, Silver Wings.

There were some times where he would tell me what happened in the nightmares and there were sometimes he would just quietly cry in my arms. Either way, I knew he was comforted by my presence, and that was the important thing. To comfort my star, is the greatest joy of my night and I would not trade it for anything.