A/N: I only have, like, 29 ideas – this one not included – so keep them coming! I need them, especially if I really am going for the 50. Here's the next drabble! R&R. Enjoy!
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Glasses
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Since his arrival on Earth, Optimus has notice that many of the humans wore spectacles. Some wore them to improve their eyesight; some to enhance their appearance to be more suitable for mating purposes; and others to block out the sunlight. Many humans, he supposed, looked attractive in them. He never saw it, though. Never understood it. Had no time to do so, and even if he tried to gain a foothold, humans and their behavior would merely continue to puzzle him.
Optimus had no intentions to understand them all. Humans, he had found, were much like his own kind: even if one attempted to understand them all, it would be impossible because they were all different. With billions of humans living on Earth, it would be inconceivable to understand them. Therefore, he would never see spectacle-wearing humans overall as attractive.
However, Cade was not a normal human. Optimus had recognized his individuality immediately; it was hard to miss. Even among the extraordinary humans, he was exceptional. From what Optimus had gathered, Cade had no training beyond that of the high school level, and yet he could create robots and machines and build and repair things as though he had had years of training. His knowledge and thirst for seeing how things operated and worked was phenomenal. And…
It may sound quite shallow of Optimus, but Cade looked marvelous with his glasses on. He may not know much of human attraction or what humans may find attractive, but he did know what he found attractive. Although Cade's glasses were quite large and, according to what Tessa has told him, out of fashion. That, of course, was not how she phrased it exactly, but Optimus was not overly fond of her tone of voice or some of her choice of words. As Cade had told him, 'no respect'.
Tessa's words did not diminish from the truth, though. Cade's glasses, as out dated and large as they may be, made him look...incredible. There really weren't enough words to describe him. Or, rather, Optimus did not know what words to use. So many fit. Regardless of what words he used, those glasses on Cade's face always received the same reaction from him.
He could feel himself grow warmer and warmer until he was hot, and he was always hot before he could even realize it. Optimus' spark would start to radiate and he could feel himself starting to overload. But that wasn't all. His feelings toward Cade were not nearly that shallow. Another kind of warmth would resonate within him, starting at his spark and spreading through his entire form. At first, he was not sure of what he was feeling. The only other time he had felt such a surge of emotion was when Elita One had been alive, before she had been destroyed in battle on Cybertron. Her loss had...been difficult for him to overcome. It had taken him some time before he could hold an actual conversation, one that did not have anything to do with battle, war, or the Decepticons.
Optimus knew now what he had been going through, although he did not understand it entirely. And now, it would seem as though he what he had once felt for Elita One, he was now feeling for Cade. However, it was far stronger than it had been for her and while he did not understand why, he welcomed it all the same. It made him want to reach other and take hold of Cade, never letting him go, holding onto him for the rest of time. He wished to spend the remainder of his existence with Cade, however long that might be, and Optimus was willing, he knew, to do whatever it took to keep Cade, and Tessa, safe from harm. Even if that meant sacrificing himself in order to do so.
These were the thoughts that often came to Optimus when he thought of Cade, and they all started over a pair of glasses.