A/N: A Soundwave chapter because I love our silent boi so much alkdnslkdna-
UWU Enjoy this fluffy chapter~~
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Soundwave. Everyone knew him. He's the one and only silent mech that uses voice recordings to communicate, hiding his voice from the rest of the world. He took a vow of silence when the war started, though the reason for this were only clear to himself and Megatron.
Me, on the other hand, was a typical assistant for the corrupted senators during the Golden age of Cybertron. I never liked those uncultured swine, bragging around their wealth while spiting on the 'lowly commoners' as they would always say.
Golden Age, my aft.
If anything, it's utter slag with how our caste system goes! Anyhow, readers (A/N: DAMNIT!!!) already know what happened next; the war. Wonderful!
... Actually, not that great. Because we ended up with a dead planet!
Hmm...where was I? Oh right! Sounders! So, me and Soundy are two best mates of two different castes. He was a young mech having a passion with the digital spectrum while I pretty much kissed those fragging senators afts all the time.
Truthfully, I do have a knack on making Energon sweets but being a Decepticon, you OBVIOUSLY got to be more than just a soft femme with her love of sugary treats. Case in point, I had another hidden talent, cue the drumroll please!
Deceptions.
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I know! I know! It ain't the best but please, I'll explain it right now!
Pretty much, my lies and well, strategies are top notch; considering I graduated the best among the best. During my boring days of picking up after grimy and revolting leaders of Cybertron, I too helped with their everyday planning of shitty decisions.
Though, I DID try my best on correcting their flaws here and there. Too bad they are all dead now or they'll probably Shadowplay me like how they did with Shockwave. The mech was a decent guy...until those awful mechs turned him into an emotionless cyclops.
With that being said, I've altered some plans WITHOUT the counsel's knowledge and made some tiiiiinnny difference for the lower class. I had some spark for those poor fledglings in the lower caste, spending their days gazing up upon us when we, the higher chains are the sole reason for their condition.
To put it simply, I would sometimes add in some benefits for the low-class bots and when my bosses asked, I would lie through my dentas WITH EASE that we are doing this to keep hold of our reputation.
Which it kinda is, by the way.
They would take it as that and wouldn't bother checking the rest, letting me to handle whatever. Heck, I've tested the waters and those good-for-nothing glitches didn't even bat an optic when I took away a good amount of credit for the low-class to build a hospital!
They. Are. Dense!
...OR maaaybe they just didn't give two-hoots about those poor bots and had too damn much credit to waste on overpriced high-grades!
Okay, okay. We're getting a little side-tracked. With my great ability to lie, forgery and strategy, I've made a post as a high-ranking Decepticon, working alongside with Starscream, Knockout, Breakdown and Soundwave on a daily basis, not to mention Megatron himself.
It is worth mentioning that they aren't all the sparkless bots as they would presume themselves to be. I've caught Knockout crying over some organic shop-sip-soap operas? I think that's what you humans called them?
Yeah, he cried like scrap and I'm pretty sure Breakdown did too.
Starscream was...well, he used to be a decent mech until God knows when he decided to be a total glitch. Primus, his screeching is really fitting to his name!
Megatron on the other hand, was okay.
No really, I'm not kissing anybot's afts this time! That mech had a brilliant mind alongside with an even amazing combat skills, something that I LACK. My aim sucks and I don't like using weapons.
Though, I am able to use a bow without accidentally shooting myself...sort of.
Don't judge me! I was an office bot before the war, damn it!
Now, onto Soundwave. He was ...perfect. From fighting to using his processors, that silent visored mech aced them all. He's like that one marvellous mech created with much grace by Solus Prime herself, doting the mech's every crevice down to perfection.
...I realised I sounded like a pervert for describing him in such manner, but that's the truth. Soundwave was an excellent mech, just born into the wrong caste. Thus, he allied himself with the winning team; the Decepticons. Yay!
With me too; double yay!
Currently, I was at my workspace beside the slender mech, typing dully on the large keyboard to log in our daily events and stuff. I gave the tall mech more than a few glances and he took notice of it.
'Oh scrap!! Act cool! Don't screw this up now, you little shit!'
"Is-there- something wrong- (Y/N)?" he asked, playing various voice clipping. I gave him an awkward smile, waving my servos with a tad bit much of motivation.
"N-No! Not a-at all! W-What- Pfft- No! Primus, no!" I said, grinning.
...You suck at this, (Y/N).
Soundwave made a tilt with his helm before nodding along, facing back to the large screen. I let out a sigh of relief and tried to focus back on my work, but found myself once again ogling the charismatic mech.
If you haven't figure it out yet, I have a bloody crush on Soundwave; period.
I mean- WHO WOULDN'T!? He's a literal godsent! You gotta be fragging blind to not at the very FRAGGING least envy his abilities! In MY case however, it was adoration, infatuation and whatever synonyms that rhymes with those two words.
Sighing again, I forced myself to look away from the handsome mech and tried to put my attention on updating the files instead.
KEYWORD: TRIED.
With another audible sigh, I slouched my back and mindlessly typed a few keys in, hoping to wing through the day before my shift ends and I get to retire back to my own dorm, munching my self-made Energon treats alone in peace.
"(Y/N)?"
"Hmm- OH SCRAP! Y-Yes Soundwave?" I shrieked, jumping up as I realised the visored mech was now standing behind me. He gave me an apologetic wave, saying his sorry for startling me.
"I-It's fine! What-What's up?" I asked, turning around fully to face him. He played with his digits for a moment- which by the way, is SO FRAGGING CUTE! -before speaking up again.
"May I- have some- Energon treats- please?" he asked. I paled at his question. Even though I've explained my love for Energon snacks to you guys, I've NEVER told the team about it!
HOW THE FUCK DOES HE KNOW- OH WAIT, OF COURSE HE KNOWS!! HE'S THE OPTICS AND AUDIALS OF THIS FRAGGING SHIP!! OH MY PRIMUS IAMSOSCREWED-
"(Y/N)?" He gently touched my shoulders, pulling my back from my not-so-calm thoughts. With a gulp, I hesitantly opened my subspace and gave him one treat.
"H-Here...?" I said, chuckling dryly. The silent mech took the treat and without ANY whatsoever warnings, OPENED his visor and popped the fragging candy into his mouth.
HOLY CRAP- HIS FACEPLATE IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!
"U-Uh..." I gaped, processors still lagging. Soundwave gave me a look with his silverish-indigo optics before forming a smile.
A. FRAGGING. SMILE.
HOWWWWW-
"Thank you. Soundwave enjoys it." he said with his very own voice. My cheeks turned the brightest shade of blue as my cooling fans kicked on, making me a hot effing mess in front of my crush.
"Uh-Uh-Um- I-I-" I stammered, unable to take my optics away from the charming mech before me. He chuckled and by the PRIMES, it was heaven! His voice was velvet smooth and perfect!
FRAG THIS, EVEN OPTIMUS AIN'T GOT SCRAP WITH THIS MECH!!
Smile still present on his face, the mech came closer and leaned in, whispering in my audials.
"For that wonderful treat, I'll repay you." he said, tipping my helm and gave me a kiss on my dermas. I instantly melted, deciding to let my mind die with the rest of my body as I crumbled into his kiss.
Pulling away, Soundwave snaked his long servos over my hips and tugged me closer as he nuzzled my face tenderly, purring.
"I-I-"
"No need to be afraid of Soundwave, love. Soundwave has been watching (Y/N) from afar, adoring your very complexions. Now however, Soundwave believes Soundwave is not the only one to be committing such acts, yes?" he said, smirking. I gingerly nodded, still blushing.
Leaning down once again, he spoke with an even deeper tone this time, successfully sending shivers throughout my frame.
"Then let today mark our very beginning of courting, shall we?"
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Bonus part
"I am so done with this..." Enigma groaned, yanking her duct tape from her mouth as she teared a piece, sticking it up on the shattered wall. Megatron came over, pinching more of the sticky tape as he and the writer patched up the fourth wall which had once again, fallen.
"Maybe you should invest in cheaper walls, Enigma." Megatron muttered, holding the unstable matter up for the small human. She sighed, wiping a sweat over her forehead, muttering hopelessly in reply.
"I think I should give up with repairing this." the femme human said.
"A sound idea too." Megatron replied, still stabilising the wall.
"...That was a pun intended, right?"
"Maybe?"
"Wow, so cheesy."
"Just end the chapter, Anna."
Loud crashing sound echoed, successfully sending the writer into a fit once again as her wall went down into debris.
"OH, FOR FRAG'S SAKE-"