Beautiful Dreamer
Sometimes he feels he must be dreaming; something so wonderful cannot possibly be real. She lays alongside him, peaceful in recharge with her legs tangled in his, a faint smile curving her lips and her systems still warm from an extended bout of interfacing. She is Beauty in all Her glory – a goddess encased in mortal form who has descended to Earth and now dreams beside him.
She is the dream. Even in sleep she is perfection incarnate.
But deep within his Spark he knows: this is true. This is real. She is here with him and no one else.
A/N: 100 words; written for the prompt 'Beautiful dreamer'. We now return you to your regularly scheduled over-the-top fluff.