Breakdown stared. Knockout was high..or drunk..or both. He was leaning against the tied up Megatron, using a polish bottle as a microphone lip singing to Lady GaGa. Breakdown watched as his mech swayed his hips and moved smoothly. His mate lack swagger but he had hips that made even straight mechs get weak in the knees.
Knockout didn't see Breakdown and kept on singing to the lyrics while using his other hand to assessed Megatron's damage. He had to thank the human brat for showing him music. He didn't know how he had gotten this far without it.
Knockout: don't call my name, don't call my name, Alejandro…I'm not your babe, I'm not your babe, Fernando…Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch..Just smoke one cigarette and hush…don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto..
Breakdown was tempted to shake his mate out of it, but he looked happy and was having was out cold. He couldn't harm his mate. He shut the door and watched his mate with pride. That Knockout had choosen him and him alone.