Starscream nudged a small stack of boxes into the crevice they entered from in hopes of masking their location the duration of the night cycle. The Lord of the Decepticons eased Soundwave further up onto his frame, settling his helm against his warm neck cabling. Starscream in turn, did the same as he turned his helm to listen to his precious spy drift off into a happy recharge. The sounds of his intakes lulled the seeker into a sleepy state, blinking sleepily before glancing up at the small window. High above their helms, the full moon that bathed them in light once before had slipped through the glass to shine against their armored frames. A light that had provided them with a fairytale setting to interface beneath.
Starscream purred and cradled his general in his arms, closing his optics to bask in the Well-ish lighting. Humans would call it heavenly. The stars glinted outside and the moon reflected all it had unto the Nemesis. The dream-like atmosphere tipped Starscream into a deep slumber alongside his mech.
Soundwave shifted and let out a small sigh, "I… love you, master."
Starscream's arm gently made its way around Soundwave's thin waist and broad chestplate. He shifted in his recharge shortly after, slurring silkily, "I love y-you, Soundwave."
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