The only one that asked for this but my own brain. I wrote this after reading writeyouin’s swerve fic for the 50th time. I mean how can you not love him after that?
The Lost Light always seams so incredibly busy. It gets so loud. Your designated human space is next to Rodimus’s hab suite. It’s the safest place he told you so himself. It is, but nowhere near quiet. It seamed as if every bot on the ship was always in need of talking to Rodimus. A never ending line of loud. It’s been a few days since you’ve had some quality sleep. It’s getting to you.
Peeling back the covers you leave your makeshift bed. Wrapping the blanket around your shoulders, you set off in search of quiet. After a while the hallways all look the same. The ship is massive and at this point you’re not sure where you are. Stopping in front the nearest door you look up. It takes a moment for your bleary eyes to focus. Then you realize you’re at Swerve’s.
Being so close to the door it automatically slides open. When you step inside is closes behind you. No one is here. The lights are dimmed down. The energon behind the bar makes the room glow. You walk to the bar and notice the only thing you can hear is the hum of the ships engines. This is as quiet as it gets.
Walking behind the bar you check out the shelves. You spot a stack of towels. Surely Swerve wouldn’t mind if you took a little nap here? Clambering up to the towels you flop on to them. It’s just soft enough to be comfortable. Pulling the blanket around you, you eyes slide shut.
Swerve walks in carrying a crate of new glasses. He rounds the bar, setting the crate on the counter top. A quick peak at the time tells Swerve he has plenty of time to give the new glasses a wipe down. He reaches down to grab a towel without looking. Feeling heat underneath his servo he stills. Swerve slowly pulls his servo away and kneels down.
Swerve barely has enough time to mute his vocalizer. Seeing you all bundled up on a stack of towels in his bar is enough to make him squeal. His audio receptors now picking up your soft snoring. You’re really sleeping in his bar. Were you looking for him? Did you need something? And you came here instead of going to Rodimus?
Swerve has so many questions, but he’s terrified of waking you. Deciding its best to let you recharge he gets to work cleaning the glasses. Luckily he has more towels. You end up sleeping quite a long time. Swerve putters around the bar for a good few hours before you stir. He did plan on opening after bringing the glasses in, but he’s not giving any bot the opertunity to wake you.
Hearing the towels rustling, Swerve makes his way back to you. Crouching down Swerve sees you stretching, your arms up over your head. Rolling onto your side, your eyes flutter open. Swerve comes into focus, his visor glowing in the low light.
“Hey sleeping beauty. Good morning. Did you sleep well? Did you get enough sleep? Or did I wake you up? I did, didn’t I? Sorry. I didn’t mean to. Is that spot comfortable? The towels? Because-” Swerve’s mouth has started running. When will he stop? Who knows. You prop your head in your hand as he carries on.
“Did you get lost? The ships pretty big. I can understand why you stopped. Your room is pretty far from here. A bar is good stop for a weary traveler-” he continues.
Swerves steady stream of words is a comforting sound. Much different from the constant annoying banging or yelling coming from Rodimus’s room. A soft smile appears on your face as he carries on. Swerve’s vocalizer glitches when he realizes.
“Swerve? Are you ok?” You ask, bolting up right. Its odd for his vocals to just cut out like that. The sound of Swerve’s cooling fans hard at work fill the air.
“Uh, Yeah-” without skipping a beat Swerve continues.
Oh my goodness, I love this. I never knew that this existed and I’m so glad I stumbled upon it today. This is so cute and you should totally continue it @some-thirst-here
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