Decided to try a new pairing. This whole thing was inspired by really adorable pinterest prompts I found this afternoon XD

Tell me what you think! Should I continue with this kind of short but cute fic?

XXX

"Hold still!"

"I would, but seeing as I'm currently being prodded, you can't possibly blame me for it."

"I'll sure try to."

Wheeljack squirmed again as Arcee wiped a rag over his bleeding shoulder panel.

"That 'con was lucky. If he hadn't of snuck up on me, he'd would've been scrap." Arcee rolled her optics with a sigh.

"I'm sure he would've been…"

Wheeljack smirked and looked coyly at his companion. Arcee met his playful gaze. She tried and failed to cover up a small smile before turning her attention back to cleaning his wound. He chuckled in response.

"You bet he would've! All I had to do was...whack!" he swung his fist around, "and whack again!" he uppercut the air, "and he would've fallen like a sack of bolts, aaaahhhhhh!" He waved his arms and legs wildly about and mock screamed. Arcee threw the rag over her shoulder with an exasperated sigh.

"Alright, you big baby. If you can't sit still for two minutes then you don't get my help." She picked up her data pad on the side table, taking a seat on their berth. She started going over reports from that week.

"You're actually ridiculous, you know that, right?" she asked offhandedly. She turned to look him in the optic.

"Truly ridiculous."

"I know. You make that clear," Wheeljack responded with another smile. She chuckled under her breath. There was something about his brash, careless nature that made her laugh. Even if he was still annoying.

He laid his head down in her lap and sighed with content.

"Y'know, you're pretty comfy."

"Oh am I, now?"

He gave no response. She looked down and saw that he'd closed his optics. He looked fraggin' cute.

Arcee ran her fingers across Wheeljack's cheeks and jawline before planting a soft kiss on the top of his head.

"You missed."

"Fragger."

He wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her into a kiss. His fingers massaged the back of her neck. She smiled into it.

Wheeljack pulled away and traced her jawline from his position on her lap.

"You make me so happy. I could stay like this forever."

"Me too. But it's late. Go to sleep, Jackie, I'll be here when you wake up," she beamed at him.

"You'd better be." He rolled over to his side of the bed with his back to her.

"...I still think that 'con just got lucky…"

"Go to sleep, you big baby!"