I am so sorry for the confusion, that some may have had. This is where the oneshots begin that were mentioned in the previace chaper.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Jazz?" Prowl said as he was led down the hall.
"Yeah Prowler, you need to get out more and socialize," the other mech said insistently.
Jazz squeezed the hand of his lover a little tighter and gave him an encouraging smile. He could tell Prowl was nervous about actually going to socialize and he understood why.
For most of the time since he had been promoted, Prowl had been a recluse and stern mech, always following the rules and enforcing them strictly. This had made him unfavorable to others.
"Jazz, I- The other mechs do not like talking to me...," Prowl said with a depressed sigh.
Jazz shook his head, "Well that changes now, Prowler." He was determined to at least get Prowl to hang out with others a little.
The Praxian was about to respond when they arrived at the rec-room and entered.
Mechs and femms milled about and spoke to each other amicably. A few of them turned to see the two others enter but the conversations continued.
Prowl's optics faded and brightened in surprise. Last time he had entered the rec-room, nearly every mech had stopped and gone quiet. They had stared at him like he was an unwelcome intruder so he had quickly grabbed his energon and left.
Now he almost felt comfortable in the knowledge that Jazz was here. The feeling of his lover's hand in his was heavy and Prowl had to admit to himself how much he liked it.
"Hey! Jazz, Prowl!" Sideswipe and Sunstreaker waved at them from a table. They gestured to two empty seats.
As Jazz led Prowl over to the table, Prowl noticed Mirage and Hound were also sitting and talking happily.
He sat down almost hesitantly, like he was afraid he was being judged by every mech in the room. It was begging to get harder to hide his emotions from others, and he suspected it had something to do with his romantic involvement with Jazz.
He smiled at the thought.
Everyone at the table seemed to freeze and Prowl wondered if he had done something wrong.
"What?" He asked, getting annoyed with the eyes upon him.
"I've never seen you smile before, Prowl," Hound said.
"Me neither," the twins echoed at the same time.
Jazz's own smile brightened, "Beautiful, ain't it?" He said and left a blushing Prowl to go get energon.
"So, Prowl, how long have you and Jazz be together, " Mirage asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Five orn almost," Prowl said with another slight smile.
"How is that?" Sunstreaker asked.
"Fantastic," Prowl said almost dreamily.
The other mechs at the table glanced at each other with a smile.
Oh yeah, he has got it bad.