TTLK (5) || Bayverse Optimus Prime
Tonight, the moon shone down with such brilliance along with the stars that adorned the cloudless sky. The asphalt road was illuminated from the truck's headlights and there were no other vehicles in sight. Watching with heavy eyelids as the scenery changed from being surrounded by buildings until it was replaced by various tropical trees.
It was the first week of summer which meant that the restaurants around town would be packed, and I was right. Today was supposed to be like any other Wednesday which meant that it would be a much slower day than the rest. However, the place was filled to the brim with people that by the end of my shift I was utterly exhausted.
Since I work almost late at night as a waitress and a bartender at the same time was not an easy task. My extroverted self could only take so much interaction at a time that by the end of the day I simply can't function, conversation wise. Let's not forget about the sleepless nights that I'd have to endure on some occasions, especially when it was a large event, like New Year's Eve. It's a good thing that my husband is almost always the one to pick me up whenever I worked overtime.
With my shoulders slumped from exhaustion as my eyes were staring aimlessly through the tinted windows of the blue and red costumed semi-trailer truck. I involuntarily hummed tiredly and then rested my temple on the window. The soothing sound of the truck's engine made me close my eyes and was slowly falling asleep.
"You mustn't sleep just yet." His baritone voice had roused me from my short-lived sleep haven.
My half-lidded brown eyes landed on the radio where his voice emanated from. "But Optimuuuus," I drawled out his name playfully. "I want to sleeeeep."
"You can recharge after we return home, Sweetspark." He gently reminded me and moved his rearview mirror to look at me.
I let out a soft whine at the rearview mirror and then subconsciously traced the soft padding of his upholster with my thumb. This small action caused the interior of his cabin to shiver. It had been almost twenty-five minutes since our short conversation, and I remained awake until he had arrived just outside the gate. Right as I was about to open the door when suddenly I was held back by the seat belt which had tightened around me.
"Ah-ah, no need. I will be opening the gate."
I turned to see Optimus's holomatter materialize into existence. There sat a middle aged, well-built man with a full-on trucker beard with hair that was somewhat slicked back. He had on a red and black flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up and wore a pair of dark slim pants. I watched in silence as he exited out of the vehicle with the spare keys in hand and opened the gate manually.
Since Optimus and I couldn't afford to get an automatic gate it was best to have a manual one until we could afford to get one. Yes, Optimus works too, even though I told him on multiple occasions that I could easily handle our income. Yet, he simply refused and got a job as a—you guessed it—a truck driver!
Once his alt mode was on the other side, his holomatter closed the gate and then entered the semi. From there he drove for another mile down the gravel road until he parked right beside the house. Just as I unbuckled the seat belt Optimus had already opened the door for me in his holomatter.
I smiled at him gratefully and exited out of the costumed semi-trailer truck. As soon as my feet touched the ground I was greeted by the dull pain on the soles of my feet.
"Coño… my feet are killing me!" I murmured tiredly and then swung my purse over my shoulder with a huff.
"Busy day?" Optimus inquired curiously as he shut the passenger door.
"Yeah... one moment I was attending three tables and the next thing I knew the place was absolutely flooded with people! It was chaotic to say the least." I then brushed my fingers through my short hair and gently grabbed a strand of it to stare at. It had been dyed dark red recently since my brown roots were already growing out and I don't plan on showing off my real hair color anytime soon.
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt his arm wrap around my waist. I tilted my head up to see Optimus staring down at me and he easily towered over me. Being five foot four next to a six-foot hunk and I only reached just below his broad shoulders.
It was so unfair to be this small.
Soon we made our way up the front porch and there were two porch lamps already lit and then entered inside our cozy little log cabin. I flipped on the light switch and then hung my purse on the coat rack that was embedded on the wooden wall. Our coat rack was filled to the brim with our jackets, keys, and a little box filled with our mails. We got a second one for guests only and it literally had a single cowboy hat on the top that may belong to Optimus.
"What time is it?" I asked before slipping out of my shoes and immediately felt relieved to have them off.
Optimus looked down at his wristwatch. "Past one."
I hummed softly to myself and then turned to give him a hug which he reciprocated. "I'll be taking a bath since I practically reek of alcohol." Then went on my tiptoes to give him a quick peck on his lips. "Join me, will you? ~"
Without giving him time to react I scurried off into our master bedroom and was beginning to prepare the bath. I made sure the water wasn't too hot before adding a blue bath bomb, which smelled like blueberries, and then proceeded to slosh it around to get that nice bubbly effect. Satisfied with the amount of bubbles on the surface, I then proceeded to strip down, throwing the dirty clothes into the basket and then entered the tub. Right as I sunk down into the warm water Optimus had walked in.
I watched as he began to peel off his clothes and was admiring his physique without him noticing. No matter how many times I've seen him undress, I still can't get over the fact at how handsome he looked. Even if he was in his bipedal form, he is still the sexiest man.
There was a smile that I couldn't contain and then laid back on the bathtub where my gaze met the bathroom ceiling. It wasn't long before the water shifted below my legs and glanced down to see Optimus staring at me.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I playfully said which got a light chuckle from him.
The bathtub we laid in was a decent size to fit two people, it was wide enough for Optimus to fit in considering his height. The closeness we shared at this moment was pleasant, even calming whenever we bathed together. I then lowered my legs and intertwined them with his which he didn't mind, in fact, he enjoyed the tangled mess with our legs.
"When was the last time we bathed together?" I blurted out with my head resting back against the tub.
Optimus sat back and allowed his arms to rest on the rim. "Given our hectic schedule, I believe it was one earth month ago."
"Huh, it honestly feels like forever..." He was right. We have been so busy with our jobs that we rarely had enough time to spend quality time together. The only times we ever get to do so is when we're getting ready for bed. Lately, I've been missing every little moment we shared, from his gentle kisses, our odd conversations, but most of all, it was his overall touch against my tanned skin is what I craved the most.
While he was relaxing, I took this opportunity to move and lay right beside him where he then draped his arm on to my waist. His muscles were firm to the touch and there was white froth sticking to his skin from the bath bomb I added. There were also faint traces of old battle scars on his skin, some were more prominent than others. He explained it before to me, whenever his cybertronian self would take damage it would then manifest on to his holomatter.
My eyes drifted onto his chest and there was a vertical scar which stuck out the most to me. It was located where his heart was. I went and traced my fingers across the scar with curiosity and wondered how he got it in the first place.
"Optimus?" A hum rumbled through his chest. "How did you get this scar?"
He raised his head and looked down to see me tracing the scar. "A friend whom I considered a brother did this to me… which resulted in my immediate demise."
My fingers stopped stroking the scar and a frown had formed on my face. The thought of seeing his lifeless body plagued my thoughts and this made me feel emotional. I attempted to swallow down the lump forming in my throat but that didn't stop the tears from spilling down my cheeks. Optimus noticed this and gently positioned me on top of him where he proceeded to cradle me close to him.
This is the one thing I absolutely hated about myself: it was being overly sensitive. Thinking back, I had always been the typical shy girl during my school years. Which meant that I was prone to getting bullied constantly. I was an easy target for them, and I didn't fight back. The bullies back then were never physical in their assault; however, it was their hurtful words that struck the most. Eventually when I was in high school the bullying had been toned down significantly. Although that didn't change me being an overly sensitive person… and for the silliest of things too.
"I'm sorry for getting emotional." My voice was muffled against his chest and then felt him kissing the top of my head.
"You needn't apologize for yourself." He gently caressed my back, feeling the warmth of my breath prickling his skin.
"You're too kind for me." I whined and raised my gaze to meet his azure eyes. That's when he leaned forward to kiss my forehead.
"How can I be a good husband if I don't treat my wife well, hm?" He inquired thoughtfully a sudden glint flashing across those beautiful eyes of his before he closed the gap between us.
Our lips connected and instantly melted into his lips. His kisses were gentle and held so much love behind them that it made my heart soar in delight. As we parted from the kiss, we then stared into each other for what felt like forever. I reached out to rest my hand on the side of his cheek to which he leaned into my touch and then kissed the palm of my hand. How do I deserve such a wonderful husband? Even after we married, he still treated me like he did when we first met. Using his actions instead of his words to prove to me how much he truly loved me. The mere reminiscent of it made my emotions swell again, except this time it was from pure bliss.
"I love you so much." There were already tears streaming down my cheeks except this time I had a smile on my face. Optimus smiled down at me and then lowered his head where his forehead rested against mine.
"And I love you, Sweetspark, to the moon and back."