Knock Out wasn't feeling too well. He knew it was silly to fear something that hadn't happened yet but he couldn't will himself out of bed. Breakdown walked over and sat on the endge of their bed, laying a hand on his back.

Breakdown: in one of your moods, Red?
Knock Out: not sure yet..
Breakdown: you look so lost again…
Knock Out: I do..?

Breakdown leaned over and kissed Knock Out lightly on his lips. Knock Out felt himself blush. He was never one to blush easily but something in Breakdown reduce him to a sparkling anytime he got the mech's full attention. Knock Out pulled the blanket around himself and moved to Breakdown's lap. Breakdown glowed at the act, wraping his arms around the smaller mech.

Breakdown: your so cute like this
Knock Out: tell another mech and I will turn you into a primus damed toaster
Breakdown: yes, boss

Knock Out eyed him but let it go as he went back to sleep. What did he have to fear? Sure, Orion Pax was Optimus and he could be faking it and sure, Megatron was nuts. But right now he felt safe and it felt right, it was always right in Breakdown's arms. He didn't need to fear what didn't happen yet.