"H-hey Breakdown?"
Said mech didn't look up from buffing the red medic, "Yes Doc?"
Knockout was laying on his front across one of the medical berths, resting his chin on his servos, while the blue mech buffed his back, "I need some advice."
Breakdown paused for a second, "Advice?" he went back to buffing. "I'm not very good with giving advice but I can try. So... what kind of advice do you need?"
Knockout was quiet for a bit. He vented heavily, resting the side of his helm on his servos, "Wh-what would you do if you... uh, liked someone? I-I mean, REALLY liked someone?"
Breakdown shrugged his shoulders, "Hard to say. Is it a like as in friends? Or best friends? Because I like you as a best friend."
Knockout shook his helm, "That's not what I meant."
Breakdown turned off the buffer and tilted his helm down at the medic, "What did you mean then?" the red medic didn't answer and that got the ex-wrecker thinking. What did he mean? It didn't take him long though to figure it out. He almost dropped the buffer when he finally realized it. He put a servo over his mouth, "A-are you saying that you actually LOVE someone?"
"SHUSHSHSHshshshshHsh!" Knockout panicked, quickly sitting up and covering the ex-wrecker's mouth with his servos. "I don't want anyone to hear."
Knockout felt Breakdown's mouth turn into a grin under his servos, "So, who's the lucky mech that has caught your interest?"
Knockout glared, removing his servos, "I'm not telling you who," he snapped. He then lowered his gaze, sitting down while he was on his knees. He twiddled his thumb-digits together in his lap, "I just want advice," he said softly.
Breakdown set the buffer down and crossed his arms. He rubbed at his chin as he looked at the red medic, "Hmm, what would I do?"
Knockout looked up and nodded his helm.
Breakdown smiled softly, "I would just do what my spark tells me to do."
Knockout gave him a quizzical look.
The ex-wrecker laughed and patted the medic on the shoulder, "You'll do fine Doc. I know you will. Just do what your spark tells you and everything will be fine. If you get rejected, don't let it get you down. Be patient and later when things have cooled down between you two, when you feel its the right time, ask again. You get what I'm saying?"
Knockout looked away, contemplating what his assistant had told him. He shrugged his shoulders, "Yea... I guess."
They heard the med-bay doors open and they looked up to see who decided to come in. They were expecting a Vehicon or two, maybe an Eradicon, injured from working on something but it wasn't.
Knockout's frame became stiff at seeing who it was.
Breakdown stood straighter, "Oh, uh... is there something you need? Commander Starscream, sir?"
Earlier
Starscream walked through the halls with his servos behind his back and wings up high to look menacing to the Vehicons and Eradicons that he walked passed. The look he had on his face pretty much said 'don't talk to me unless you want your spark ripped out'. It didn't help that he was covered in scratches now as a reminder from Lord Megatron to not be late again to the bridge. Even though he looked ready to rip someone to pieces, he didn't feel that way at all.
He clenched his denta as thoughts ran through his processor.
Wh-what really happened last night? Did we really... interface?
NO!
No... maybe...? I don't know!
If we did then what do I do? What do WE do? We can't just ignore this... can we?
Starscream's steps slowed then until he stopped. His wings visibly drooped and his expression softened as he looked down at his pedes.
It can be ignored. What's done is done...
He felt his spark beat faster then and he closed his optics. He felt his faceplate grow warm and he shook his helm, placing his servos over his face to try and hide any blush that might have decided to show.
Curse these unwanted thoughts! Frag, I'm acting like a lovestruck YOUNGLING! I'm not a youngling!
He paused in his thoughts and he opened his optics, looking between his finger-digits at his pedes. He felt his spark skip at the realization.
Am I... lovestruck then? For...
He closed his optics again and shook his helm as he felt his face heat up from just thinking about the red medic. He growled to himself.
FRAGGIT!
His wings rose high again then and he lowered his arms as he continued to walk with a determined expression now on his face.
I need to find out if this is true.
He pretty much stormed towards the med-bay. Once the doors came into sight, he was starting to feel really unsure of himself now. Just before he walked up to it, he could hear Breakdown's voice speaking to someone.
"... when things have cooled down between you two, when you feel its the right time, ask again. You get what I'm saying?"
Starscream frowned. What was that all about?
He stepped forward for the sensors to pick up his movement and the doors opened right after he heard another voice speak but it was too quiet to pick up what it was saying.
He stepped in and stopped there right after the door. He froze once he saw Knockout look up from his spot; sitting on one of the medical berths on his knees. Breakdown looked up at him in surprise, "Oh, uh... is there something you need? Commander Starscream, sir?"
Starscream was silent. He looked serious at the red medic but inside he was panicking as his spark pulsed rapidly at the sight of the red mech.
It's true!