"Breakdown."

"Knockout."

…."Breakdown."

Sigh. "Knockout."

Breakdown sat on the couch, (trying) reading his datapad. Knockout lay next to him, chest down, chin resting on the larger mechs thigh, and aft up in the air. His arms were sprawled forward over the nurse's lap, and Knockout. was. bored.

He shifted his knees under himself because they were getting numb and huffed, "Breakdown."

"Knockout." Breakdown casually replied. This has been going on for a megacycle.

"Breakdown."

"Knockout," Was the automated, almost immediate, too immediate, reply.

"...I'm bored."

"Sorry."

"Entertain me."

Breakdown paused and contemplated on the meaning behind the demand. Entertain him. How? Breakdown squinted at the TV in front of the duo. They had managed to make the large computer work like a human television by hacking human networks, and frag, humans came up with some weird shows. Breakdown sighed again and put down his datapad. "How 'bout some TV?" He looked down at Knockout who scrunched his faceplates.

"I don't want to watch that weird fleshie slag."

"Oh come on." Breakdown leaned forward and grabbed the remote off of the table.

"Oy! You'll crush my helm leaning forward like that!" Knockout babbled and scooted away from breakdown and his lap.

Breakdown only laughed, "Come here. How about some Netflix?" He reached over to the ruffled doctor and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the larger mech.

"Watch the paint!"

"Don't worry, I'll be careful." Breakdown cooed at the Aston Martin. He then wrapped his arm around Knockout and pulled him.. on his lap.

Knockout's faceplates tinted red and he suddenly became quiet. Breakdown couldn't see Knockout's flustered expression since he was facing away from the mech and facing the TV, which he was suddenly grateful for when it clicked on and bold red letters that spelled out 'NETFLIX' displayed in front of them to immediately distract Breakdown. Knockout was very aware that he was sitting, legs apart, aft over his nurse's panel, with his small hands splayed out and gripping Breakdowns thighs, the very same area his head had been only moments ago.

Breakdown had removed his arm from around the doctor when he was certain he wouldn't fall off, and was now scrolling through the movie options, having no problem seeing over Knockout's helm. Knockout knew that Breakdown was listing off movies that they could watch, but he was too busy trying to override his fans from turning on to pay attention to anything that came out of his vocalizer.

Breakdown finally settled on a movie, seeing as Knockout felt like responding to his inquiries was not necessary. He set the remote down beside them and pulled the doctor back against his chest, and leaned back into the couch.

Knockout couldn't help but notice Breakdown absentmindedly rubbing his thumb in circles over his bicep after he had placed his servo there to pull him back. Knockout let out a long vent and tried to settle down. He didn't even know what they were watching because he hadn't been paying attention.

"Comfortable?" Breakdown's chest rumbled against Knockout's back as he spoke.

"Y-yeah." Knockout mentally slapped himself for stuttering. Breakdown chuckled behind him, sending even more vibrations over.

This was going to be a long night.

=0=

The room was dark and the TV had been turned off. Knockout opened his optics. Why was he on the couch? He.. didn't even have a couch in his quarters. He soon remembered exactly where he was, when a quiet snore captured his attention.

Coming from under him.

Oh dear.
He bolted upright, having been laying on his stomach, and realized he was sitting on Breakdown's panel.. again! Breakdown's optics cracked open, visibly half awake seeing as they were very dim. Knockout activated his night vision and blanched when he realized Breakdown was smirking at him. Breakdowns optics brightened as he awoke more.

"Mornin.. er," He checked his chronometer, "Yeah. Mornin'. S'Early, but it's mornin'." Breakdown yawned.

Knockout blushed. "Good morning," He said quietly. He yelped when Breakdown suddenly yanked him down, but it was cut off when Breakdown kissed him.

Breakdown pulled back far enough to speak, "You're cute when you blush."

"W-wha- You have your night vision on!" Knockout accused the larger mech.

"Heh- I'm sure you do too." Knockout went quiet after that, and Breakdown leaned forward to kiss him once more. Knockout stilled, then slowly kissed back, earning a pleased grunt from the larger mech.

A/N: Well folks, that's all. :3