Sunstreaker slammed open his quarters door, storming inside his room. The door automatically shutting behind him softly, more softly than he would've if he were the one to close it, as he went and sat on his berth.
Sunstreaker put his helm into his servos as he thought about what had just aspired in the wash racks.
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He needed an shower. Sunstreaker thought as he walked into the Ark after patrol. This particular patrol was short, so he did not get too dirty, but he was still dirty enough. He had a few scratches and dirt on him from the gravel roads.
Gravel roads were the worst for him. It got roads and sand in his gears and some other random places. It was horrid and felt icky.
Soon enough, he got to the wash racks. Opening the door and going in, excited to finally get clean again as he was before the patrol.
He stood in one of the stalls, ready to start getting washed, before a voice made him stop in his tracks of going to turn the shower on.
"Going for a shower Sunstreaker? Does being dirty make you feel disgusting?" A mocking voice said.
Sunstreaker slowly turned around and there was the fragger. Cliffjumper. The red mini was at the door of the wash racks, smirking at him. He watched as the minibot looked him up and down, making his armour crawl.
"You shouldn't even care about being clean, even if you're clean, you're not pretty at all. Just some ugly Cybertronian who's a waste of energon, I'm sure even Sideswipe is disappointed to be your brother." Cliffjumper spat.
Sunstreaker just stood there frozen as Cliffjumper hurled more insults at him. Usually it didn't bother him at all, but that one sentence.
'I'm sure even Sideswipe is disappointed to be your brother.', Flouted around his helm. His brother wasn't disappointed to be his brother, his brother was proud to be related to him, and said it a lot, too much.
But as Cliffjumper snorted at his frozen form, shaking his helm, "Primus, can't even take a few insults? How sad." And watched as Cliffjumper walked off. He couldn't shake the heavy feeling in his spark.
He looked at the stall he was about to go into but didn't feel like having a shower anymore there. He took a deep vent and walked back out of the wash racks.
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He didn't know what had possessed him to freeze. He had never froze at an insult before. Punched someone for it, shot them, kicked them, yes. But never freeze.
And that damned heavy feeling had not gone away.
He sighed, shaking his helm. He guessed he had a wash rack in here that he could use. He should have come here to wash up, not the public wash racks. But the public wash racks were closer so he had chosen that one.
He stood up and went into the wash racks, better to get it over and done with now so he could just curl up in his berth and fall into recharge. Away from the Earth's dirt and Cliffjumpers snarky insults.
He turned on the shower head and went to the small chamber where he could place his armour. It was a chamber where it would clean and wash his armour then dry it while he washed his pronoform.
He slowly took off his armour, revealing the wires and pronoform underneath that had barely been seen by anyone other than him and his twin. Whether it be washing up in the wash racks or tangled up in the berth with his twin late at night, it was the only places he would take off his armour.
He places his armour in the small chamber before closing it. He walked over and under the shower head, shivering at the warmth of the water.
He let his helm hang back, letting the water spray on him and drip down to the floor. It was a nice feeling, and he could just doze in it.
He was in such a daze he didn't hear the soft pede steps of someone coming up behind him. Or the sounds of someone else removing their own armour and placing in the chamber with his own.
He only knew someone was there with him when strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him against an exposed chest of someone his height.
He was startled for a moment before the voice of the person was spoken in his audio receptors.
"Just me bro." Sideswipe muttered, smiling at how his brother relaxed at knowing it was just him.
Sunstreaker reached up and placed his servos on top of his twins, squeezing them gently, optics sliding back shut.
Sideswipe frowned at the hurt flowing through the bond. He had known something was wrong when it had first gone through and tried to excuse himself from the rec room as fast as he could.
"Cliffjumper running his mouth again?" Sideswipe asked and Sunstreaker answered with a short, curt nod. Sideswipe sighed.
There were a lot of insults thrown at Sunstreaker that he just brushed off and sometimes they even laughed together about them. Though a few manage to get to Sunstreakers helm more easily.
They stood there for an undetermined amount of time under the spray of the warm water. Just basking in each other's presence and sinking into the bond.
Soon enough that hurt would disappear from Sunstreakers side and he would be grumpy old Sunstreaker. But for now, Sideswipe would be the big brother he was and just let Sunstreaker take the comfort he needed.
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I am so sorry for not updating for a while! I had no motivation to finish this so that's why it's shorter than normal, I apologize.
Do know that I am working on a couple more oneshots! They just won't be out for a bit since school starts in a week, yay! Not. I'm gonna die lol.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this oneshot despite it being so short. Any criticism is immensely encouraged!