Greystorm was indeed a youngling in frame but was still had a lot of sparkling impulses in mind, he was shorter than Prowl and severely eager to take on the role of boss since his family was higher up in Praxian society Prowl would lose rights to everything when they were bonded.

Prowl's doorwings dropped as he sat across from Greystorm in their fifteenth game of chess. "Checkmate."

Prowl said in boredom for his score being 15-0 against Greystorm, Greystorm sulked "This is a stupid game anyway. Prowl get me an energon cube."

Prowl got up complying with his request "Could have said please."

He paused at the doorway hearing Redline and Sharpshot talking "Yes they seem to get along just fine."

Redline hummed then responded "I know. At this rate they will be bonded next vorn at the earliest."

Prowl nearly dropped the cube, so soon.

They wanted him bonded to Greystorm next vorn at the earliest! "Prowl where is my cube."

He snapped to attention "Coming Greystorm."

He suddenly had flashes of his future serving Greystorm day in day out, getting his cubes, caring for a sparkling, cleaning the home, never allowed out without permission. He passed the youngling the cube numbly staring at the other in horror.

He was doomed.

Keeping his emotions in check he started another chess game.

The only thing he could think of was Jazz, right then he really just wanted Jazz to hold him and say 'S'OK Prowler'.

That evening he looked out from his balcony hoping his friend, lover, all of the above wasn't too upset that he hadn't made it today.

Prowl sighed wondering if Jazz's spark hurt as bad as his did when they were apart. "Pst Prowler!"

Great now he was hearing things.

"Pst Prowler up here."

Prowl looked up to find the bot he was just thinking about hanging from his roof "Jazz! What are you doing here?"

Jazz made a 'shush' motion then hopped down, he whispered "Ya didn't come taday so I came to you."

Prowl smiled despite the risk of them being caught "I would have came if I could."

Jazz hugged him "I know."

Prowl returned the hug "Jazz I'm really happy, no thrilled that you came to see me but please leave. I don't want you to get caught."

Jazz pulled back "Only if ya promise ta visit tamorrow."

Prowl heard footsteps clanking towards his room "I promise. Now go."

Jazz kissed him then leapt up onto the roof out of sight.

"Prowl?" Sharpshot stood at the doorway,

"Yes Creator?"

The elder mech looked around the room "Why are you still up?"

Prowl answered "I was just viewing crystal park."

Sharpshot shook his head "Well get some recharge now."

Prowl climbed onto his berth feeling more at ease from Jazz's unexpected visit.