Beautiful

Lugnut walked down the hall, feeling completely and utterly depressed. Blitzwing, Starscream and Blackarachnia had been making fun of him for days. They did it even when he hadn't said anything or done anything to deserve such treatment. He walked into his quarters, feeling confused as to what he had done. He sat on his berth and buried his face in his large hands, sobbing his spark out. He heard his door open and prayed that they would leave soon and not make fun of him for crying.

"Lugnut?"

The large mech's head shot up at the sound of Megatron's voice. The Decepticon commander was staring at him, leaning against the door frame.

"Any reasons why you're crying, or did you just feel like doing it?"

Lugnut stayed silent. He had always had an attraction to Megatron. But he doubted he would ever feel the same. It wasn't the mech's ability to fight, and to keep calm and command in battles that made him fall in love him. No, that wasn't the reason.

"I'm fine."

Megatron walked in front of him and looked him straight in the optics. This was why he was in love with him, his optics, when not around the others, they held a kind and concerned light. It showed that Megatron wasn't a cold and ruthless mech; it was just a mask, covering the real, kind and thoughtful mech inside.

"Don't even try that, i know you're lying. C'mon."

Megatron grabbed him by his large wrist, his small hand barely even fit half way around it and he was tiny compared to Lugnut. Lugnut was dragged out of his room by his wrist. After a short walk, they arrived in the rec room. The other Cons were on a mission so they were no longer in the base, which Lugnut was grateful for. Megatron grabbed a can of oil and chucked it to Lugnut, who caught it perfectly. As Megatron turned back around, the giant Decepticon saw the smirk on his face.

"Lucky catch." He heard the helicopter mumble, which he laughed at. They sat down at a table and sat in silence for a minute.

"Lugnut, is there anything going on that you should tell me about?" Megatron asked him, light concern in his voice. Lugnut stayed silent for a moment.

"The others have been making fun of my all week." He said miserably. He saw pity and sadness in the Decepticon commander's optics. Megatron finished his oil and stood up.

"I should get back to work. Those report aren't going to write themselves." He started to walk out of the room.

"M-Megatron ..." The smaller mech stopped.

"Yeah?"

"Nothing ... never mind." Megatron stared at him for a moment and then walked out of the door, Lugnut staring after him. Lugnut mentally kicked himself.

When am i ever going to get enough courage to just tell him that i love him?