A/N: Yet another drabble for you guys. Thank you all for keeping up with my rather random updates. I'm sorry to keep you all waiting. R&R. Enjoy!
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Comfort
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There were some days, not many, few and far between, that Cade would just feel…down. Back before he had ever met Optimus or the Autobots, he would have them usually when he was in the middle of working on an invention that needed to get done because his daughter needed to eat. Then there were sometimes when it wouldn't be because he had hit an inventor's block while working; it would be because he would think about his wife and her passing. Those were dark days, full of dark clouds and sadness and overwhelming grief.
When he had them now, though, Cade wasn't sure what would cause them. It had been a few years since his adventures with Optimus and thanks to Joshua, he hadn't had to worry about money at all. His inventions and repairs were all coming along smoothly and he was getting more work done now than he had ever been able to before. Optimus was back and, so far, they hadn't suffered any attacks from the CIA or Galvatron, so there was really no reason for Cade to get into one of these moods.
And yet, he was today.
When he woke up, it was just there. His spirits were down, he couldn't make a genuine smile appear to save his life, and his laughter was bottled up and seemed to have no plans on coming out any time soon. In short, he was just having a dull and dreary day despite the brightly shining sun and the warmth that Texas provided.
Going out to his lab, Cade had tried to work on a few repairs for some of the folks around town, knowing that he wouldn't be able to work on his latest invention or even begin plans on the next one. But even doing repairs seemed to take forever and only served to frustrate and aggravate him. He ended up quitting after only two hours of trying, and failing, to work, although those two hours felt like an eternity.
Sighing, Cade grabbed a Coke out of the frig and climbed his way on top of his barn/hangar and just sat there, gazing out at the land that surrounded his home. How long he stayed like that, he wasn't really sure; all that he knew was that as the sun began to set, Optimus joined him in his robot form, standing beside the building and gazing at the setting sun.
Neither of them said a word. No words needed to be spoken anyway. Optimus had seen him in these kind of moods before and he knew that there was nothing that could snap Cade out of them. He also knew that Cade never wanted these moods to come about; they just did on their own accord every once in a blue moon. They sat in silence as they watched the sun set and Cade sighed softly.
He was happy that Optimus had joined him. Usually, he was left alone when he was in these moods; not even Grimlock would come up to him during times like these. Optimus, as always, was the exception. Although he never said a word, never tried to touch Cade or get him to laugh or smile, his mere presence, the fact that he was there, that he understood, that he would join Cade and still give him his space without leaving him, was a vast comfort to the inventor. It was something that he greatly appreciated and loved about Optimus. Cade didn't always need a hug, a hand rubbing his back, a kiss on the forehead or lips, or anything like that to give him comfort. Sometimes, he just needed Optimus to stay by him and just be there. That was all the comfort he needed on days like this.