Day 1 Romantic Kiss
Of Warlords, TICs, and Kisses
When Megatron entered Soundwave's workstation the third-in-command patiently waited for orders.
He continued to decode the Iacon Database, and didn't turn to face his Lord.
The smaller mech didn't need to, Megatron knew Soundwave would always listen to him. And it was rather hard to ignore someone like Megatron
. But his Lord said nothing. Which was a bit odd. The tyrant was rarely silent.
They both stood there for several minutes.
Soundwave soaked up his leader's presence while he patiently waited for reason behind Megatron's invasion of his workstation. His has always liked Megatron's presence. It radiated strength and solidness and something so Megatron he wanted to bask in it for the rest of his life.
Then he heard the tyrant's heavy footsteps. Soundwave momentarily mused on the warlord's heavy stride.
He stopped right at his back, just enough that he wasn't touching his communication officer.
The silence continued.
"Soundwave." Megatron finally said, his tone of voice neutral and revealing nothing. Including his intentions. Especially his intentions.
The said mech finally turned around.
He didn't expect Megatron's mouth on his mask where his mouth was.
Some could debate that that wasn't as intimate as a kiss on his actual face, but he was so used to his mask that it was almost a part of his face as much as his mouth and optics were.
And Megatron's unexpected kiss still made him feel all gooey and happy inside.
The thin-framed mech decided to put aside his rant to himself about his sentimentality and anti-Decepticon cuteness until later
. He silently asked what the kiss was for. He smiled underneath his mask.
The warlord's face twisted into a grimance. His expression whenever he does something romantic or caring. Usually without a reason.
Soundwave had to restrain himself from giggling. But he did unashamedly silently laugh. Megatron may not be the most romantic Cybertronian out there (if at all), but he was more than enough for him.