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decided to reblog my old fanfiction here before deleting my old account. enjoy!

The Camping Trip (A Mirage X Reader Fanfiction)

Word Count: 6538 (In Total; Depends On Your Choice)

ah, finally! i'm done with the first part of this fanfiction!! i'm so tired but that's alright. hope you enjoy!

Synopsis: Mirage had finally convinced Optimus Prime to allow him to go on a camping trip with you, his best buddy. But, throughout this trip, you two started to bond more and more and started to become more than just best friends...

SFW

Trigger Warnings: Nothing major. Some dirty jokes? Bad writing, maybe. One small scene of brief choking at the end.

The Night Before… (Prologue):

P1: You were laying in your bed, staring at the ceiling with an annoyed and unamused scowl. You were trying to sleep for your big day tomorrow, but you couldn’t because of one man, and one man alone…

Mirage.

Mirage was awake along with you, but he was as restless as a puppy in the middle of the night. You could tell he was excited about the camping trip you two were going on tomorrow. He had finally gotten Optimus Prime to give him the okay to go on the trip with you, and he just couldn’t wait for you and him to be alone together.

He looked over at you with a wide, excited grin, his azure-blue eyes glimmering with all the happiness in the world as he rested beside you. He took a mental note on your annoyed demeanor, but he didn’t care. He was too focused on the trip to care about anything else. He soon inched closer to you as you laid in your bed. He sat down beside you and spoke to you in a giddy whisper.

“Aren’t you excited? We’re finally going on a camping trip together! Just you and me… in the big wilderness! We’re gonna do so much stuff!” He squealed a little bit, giggling excitedly.

Mirage grinned more at you, if that was humanly, well, Cybertronianically possible. He looked at you with a more genuine look, but saw that your scowl got worse.

“Hey… What’s the matter?” He asked you with a soft voice.

“You’ve been keeping me up all night.” You muttered under your breath. Your voice was low and groggy from exhaustion, like a sleeping frog was talking. Soon after you spoke, you yawned the biggest yawn you or Mirage has ever heard.

Mirage fell quiet, before he grinned widely, his smug and excited demeanor returning as quickly as it faded away from before. He sat you up in bed, his strong, robotic hands gently squeezing your arms. He brushed your messy bed hair out of your face and looked at you straight in the eyes with an adamant gaze, like your sleepiness was just an overreaction.

“Oh, don’t pout! Don’t lie to me, either! I know you’re excited for this trip… I know it!~” Mirage cooed to you, giggling softly as he looked on at you. His eyes sparkled a little more, and you were bathed in the soft and dim blue glow that came from his optics. He then gently ruffled your hair, making it somehow more messier than before.

You two shared a soft and tender silence together, before Mirage gently pulled you into a hug. His large arms cradled you as he held you close, and he rested his head on top of your head. The soft silence was soon ended, and replaced by a noise you always knew; his spark softly humming and beating. He seemed to get a little warmer, too, like he wanted you, his bestest friend, to feel comfortable…

You don’t know what happened after this moment, as you soon fell asleep in his grasp from the warmth and comfort…

The Next Morning… (Main Story - Part 1):

1: You were shaken awake by Mirage. His shaking was soft, but it was enough for you to wake up in a jolt. You were met with his face in your face, as you found yourself suspended midair in his grasp. You looked around frantically, before you remembered what he was waking you up for. You groaned softly and blinked the sleep out of your eyes as he kept holding you and shaking you excitedly.

“Y/N! Y/N!!! Wake up, wake up, wake up! It’s here! The day finally came! It’s time for us to go on the camping trip!~ We’re gonna do so much stuff, like…” You zoned out to focus more on waking up once he started to list off the things you two would do together. Your vision started to clear up as you stretched a bit. His grasp was still firm on you, but he was treating you more like a precious toy or plush. You rubbed your eyes gently to wipe away the last of the sleep that was holding your eyelids down like anchors to a ship. His face got even closer to yours as you finally woke up, and all you could see was his sparkling, glistening optics that looked like pure blue topaz jewels.

“So? Are you ready?~” Mirage asked you a rhetorical question, as he already knew your answer.

You nodded quietly, and he squealed with excitement. After a bit, he settled you down on your bed again, patting your head gently. He tilted your head up with his finger pressing up against your chin for you to face him again. He looked at you with a warm gaze, before he pulled away.

“You look exhausted… Tell you what! I’ll help pack the things while you get yourself ready, okay?” Mirage posed heroically, like his declaration of help was something that nobody has ever said before, which was a clear lie… He waited for your response.

[A: “I’m fine. Let me help you!”]

[B: “Okay… Thank you, Mirage…”]

2A: “I’m not at all exhausted, I’m just trying to wake up... Let me help you out.” You answered him with a soft yet confident tone. Mirage looked at you in awe, but it was a bit teasing. He soon knelt down to you again, but wasn’t as close to you as before.

“Look who’s finally awake and pumped for the trip… Heheh, alright. If you’re so confident about helping me out, then let’s have a race over it. Whoever packs the most stuff gets to decide what to do on the trip! Fair game?” Mirage smirked at you and crossed his arms, expecting you to accept his challenge, but it was up to you to say yes or no.

[AA: Accept the challenge.]

[AB: Decline the challenge.]

2AA: “Sure, I’ll bite. A race is a race! I bet you I’m gonna win.” You got up from the bed and crossed your arms, declaring how you were going to beat him at his own game. He gasped dramatically at your sudden declaration, before he laughed out loud.

“Oh, you’re on! You’re so on! You’re gonna eat your words!” Mirage got up, pumped about the challenge. He soon dashed out of the room to try to get a headstart on packing stuff.

“HEY! No countdown?! That’s so unfair!” You shouted out at him. You soon gave chase, trying to catch up to him.

For the next fifteen to twenty minutes, you two were in a competition, a race to see who can pack the most stuff. Even then, with all the advantages and struggles, you both came out with an equal tie. Mirage grumbled as he noticed the tie between the both of you, crossing his arms and pouting in the process. He then rolled his eyes and looked away.

“That was just luck… Just pure luck!” Mirage pouted more, but soon sighed. A smile grew on his face.

“I guess our trip’s going to be random, huh?” He smirked down at you, his eyes glimmering yet again from excitement. He knelt down and patted you on the head, softly smiling and giving off a warm feeling that could melt even the coldest and stone-hearted of souls into a mushy, loving goop. You smiled back at him, since his smiles were very contagious.

“So… You’re going to finally listen?” You joked with him, and he smiled back at you.

“I’m afraid I have to.” He joked back at you. You nudged him in the side, and he nudged you back. After a small nudging war, you both backed off. Mirage smiled at you a bit more, if possible.

“I’ll wait for you in the garage, alright?” Mirage got up and looked down at you. Once you answered his question with a nod, he nodded back at you and then left for the garage, leaving you with the packed belongings. Once you realized that he got the final laugh and duped you, you groaned from frustration. You could hear the muffled sounds of him transforming in the garage and snickering at your misfortune. You picked up everything while grumbling, dragging it to the garage as Mirage kept giggling and snickering like a sly little gremlin.

2AB: “Nah, I’m good. We don’t need to race, because we might break something.” You answered calmly and honestly, disinterested in the challenge. He groaned and grumbled, pouting like a kid.

“Ugh, come on! You’re so boring sometimes, Y/N…” Mirage complained about you declining the challenge. He crossed his arms and pouted quietly. He then softly sighed and looked back at you.

“Alright then, your loss.” He shrugged, before he left to pack up the items. You went to follow after him after hopping off the bed, but you stretched a bit before you left the room. In the time that it took for you to stretch, he was already waiting for you. He was packing random stuff into random bags, before tossing it to the side, still a little bit upset over you declining the challenge.

You went over to him, helping him out with packing stuff and sorting the bags. You gently stroked his back as he packed up what you two needed on the trip. You could feel his body gently vibrate as it warmed up a little bit. You also heard a soft hum coming from him that also sounded like a purr… This was a sign that he was getting comforted by you, and also a sign of feeling better, finally coping with the fact that you had said no for a reason. You sat down beside him and gently rubbed his back as you continued to help him, embracing the warm feeling he was emitting. Soon, he looked back at you, clearing his throat before speaking softly…

“Hey, Y/N, I… I’m sorry for pouting… I just want to have fun with you…!” Mirage said the last sentence so sweetly and innocently. His warmth grew a little. You sighed and replied back quietly…

“I understand, I really do… but do know that we have two days to have fun all to ourselves.” You looked at him as a soft gaze crossed your face. His face lit up and started to pack faster.

“You’re right, you’re right! Two whole days to ourselves! No rules, no anything boring… all play! And… some work, too. Work and then lots of play. Gosh, I can’t wait…” He mumbled quietly and smiled more, all giddy and excited again. Once everything was packed, he got up in almost an instant.

“I’ll meet you in the garage, alright?” Mirage looked down at you with a smile. He gave you a fistbump before he ran off towards the garage, leaving you with the stuff. You picked up all the baggage and walked off towards the garage, happy that Mirage was in his happy-go-lucky mood again.

2B: “Yeah, that sounds nice… Thank you…” You mumbled softly and quietly to him.

Mirage knelt down, got a bit closer, and gently stroked your cheek, humming softly to you as you relaxed in his comfortable grasp. Mirage squeezed you gently before letting go and pulling away.

“Right, of course… I’ll be in the living room if you need me, Y/N. Okay?” Mirage talked to you like he was your parent. He smiled down at you before he left for the living room, leaving you alone in the bedroom to wake up and get prepared for the long two days in the wilderness with your best friend.

As you stretched in bed, your senses started to wake up more. You could hear the ambience around you more clearly, since you could hear the box fan in the room and Mirage’s happy humming and murmuring from the other room. The sunlight shone softly into the room, glazing everything with a golden glow. You yawned softly as you got up from your bed. As you prepared yourself for the big day, you started to daydream…

[BA: Daydream about the trip.]

[BB: Daydream about Mirage.]

2BA: You started to daydream about all the cool, fun activities you and Mirage would do at the campsite. You two could relax by the campfire, cook up some s’mores, go on nature walks, the whole nine yards… You thought of all the new things you two could discover and learn, you thought of all the perils and all the accomplishments you two could do out in the wilderness. It was your choice, along with his. You two could become rulers of the wilderness, even… That is, if you could overcome the hardships of surviving so primitively out in the wild… A steely and determined look grew on your face…

2BB: You started to daydream about… Mirage? You dreamt of his steely body, his bubbly and playful personality, those glorious and hypnotic azure blue eyes… You dreamt about how brave and bold he was while also thinking about his softness towards you. You knew he wasn’t like that towards anybody else… at least, not the softness part. You started to wonder if Mirage saw you more as just his best friend, his human buddy, his… You felt a soft blush grow on your face, making your cheeks as rosy as what they put on those toy dolls you would find in the clearance section of some small store…

2B2: You would’ve dreamt more, but your favorite Autobot buddy nudged your side, bringing you back into reality. You blinked and snapped out of this trance before you looked up at Mirage with a sheepish smile. Your [2BA: brave look | 2BB: bright blush] slowly faded away into a more warm and tender smile as you looked at him. Mirage chuckled a little bit at you.

“Drifted off into dreamland, I see? I hope it was fun for you,” said Mirage, his optics glimmering.

“You can say that again…” you sheepishly replied to him with a nod.

“Well, don’t worry. I’ve got all the patience in the world!-”

A doubting silence filled the room after Mirage said that. He cleared his throat and came clean.

“...I really don’t. C’mon, stop slacking around, you can daydream once you get inside me again!-”

“MIRAGE!” You shouted with shock and embarrassment filling your voice. A bright blush quickly filled your face. He loved getting those reactions out of you. He snickered a bit before kneeling down and patting your head. His hand soon traced down your side and he cusped the side of your body.

“Ah, come on… I’m only messing with you. Now come on, come on! You’re gonna have to stuff my trunk with stuff!-” Mirage giggled at his own dirty joke and laughed more at your reaction. He dodged you swatting at him and snickered at you as he dashed out of the room and towards the garage, leaving you with the task of “packing his trunk with stuff”. You sighed quietly and started to collect the bags to bring to the garage, still grumbling about the dirty jokes… but you must’ve wondered…

Was he flirting with you?

3: Once everything was brought to the garage door, you took a small break. You sighed softly before opening the door. You were met with the sight of Mirage in a different alternative form; a blue Jeep Wrangler, complete with a navy-blue camouflage-like pattern across the exterior. He opened his back passenger seat doors for you, making it easier for you to get the stuff inside.

“Heheh… You like what you see?” Mirage spoke to you via the car radio, expecting you to be impressed by his new yet temporary form. You rolled your eyes at him before you patted his side.

“Yeah, yeah, I think it's pretty neat… but I must ask… Why the ocean-like camouflage? Are we camping in the ocean?” You teased him over his exterior paint choice. He pouted as he revved his engine loudly to stop you snickering at him.

“Alright, alright! Glad you think it’s funny! I just thought it was cool! We gotta camp out in style, right?!” Mirage kept a strict and firm opinion over the paint choice. You giggled a little bit as you watched him pout more in his car form.

“Ooh, I swear, Y/N… If I wasn’t stuck with all of this stuff inside me, I would’ve gotten my hands on you!-”

“Relax, relax, Mirage… I was only teasing you. I do think it’s awesome. It fits you… like you’re made out of the sickest blue fire out there, or something like that.”

Mirage’s pouty attitude was washed away in an instant with absolute joy and pride when you said that. He giggled like a little kid to himself, gushing over the compliment you gave him as you finished packing up the stuff. He opened the driver’s seat door open for you, and you got in. After you buckled yourself up, you felt a soft squeeze coming from the seatbelt, like Mirage was holding or hugging you close. Either that, or he was making sure you were extra safe with him. Of course, you were always safe with him…

“You snug, Y/N?” Mirage asked you sweetly, as your safety was his top priority. You nodded to him, and you could feel the engine hum just a little bit more loudly. He was ready to leave, but he had just a few questions that he would ask later. You opened the garage door with one of those remote controls some garages had, letting the rising sun’s light wash the inside of the garage.

Mirage started to roll out, his tires rolling over the pavement in a smooth forward motion as the garage door closed behind him. He had to be extra careful, since you two were living in a pretty populated suburb in the city. He grumbled to himself when he had to take it slowly and not just book it to the campsite immediately, but it was the perfect time for him to ask you a few questions. Mainly just one question, however. You could hear a quiet sigh come from his radio before he asked you his burning question…

“Hey, Y/N… You and I both know that I’m stubborn and like to have my own way while on the road… but I want to cater to you this time. You’re my best buddy, after all…”

Your head turned towards the car radio as he spoke. Once Mirage left the suburbs, he sped up and took the road that led to the outskirts of the city and towards the massive forest that surrounded Lake Covencester, or as Mirage affectionately called it, “the lake that tries to be him”. He took another breath before continuing…

“So… Y/N… Do you want to take the short way there? Or the long way? I won’t complain this time, Autobot’s honor.” Mirage spoke softly as the seatbelt got a little tighter…

[A: Take the long way.]

[B: Take the short way.]

4A: “Let’s take the long way… Part of camping is taking in all the sights of nature, after all!” You said this in a chipper tone, and Mirage giggled slightly at your response.

“Alright, Lorax, what’s next? Are we gonna stop and speak to the trees?” He teased you lightheartedly, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his jokes. He sighed happily, however, satisfied with your response. Secretly, he wanted to go on a little sightseeing, too. He was so tired of being cooped up in that house since forever ago.

He turned onto a sideroad, slowing down a bit and letting you take in all the sights that the outer rural world could offer to the both of you. The sun, now risen, bathed the both of you in that soft, iconic gold glow. The dew droplets from last night’s rainshower still remained and sparkled in the fresh green grass. It was like witnessing the entire world wake up. Mirage seemed to also sparkle, like he was made out of the purest diamond. You got comfortable in the driver's seat as he took you through the countryside…

“Y’know, Y/N… I’m kinda glad you chose the long way. It feels so nice… Looking at the fresh sights… With you… It’s so peaceful, like a personal version of heaven… for both me and you. Don’t you agree it’s nice?” Mirage asked you yet another rhetorical question, as he already knew you liked this. You couldn’t see it, but he was smiling like a big goofball as he kept driving…

About thirty minutes later, you both ended up on the main road again, since the side road was entering more private parts of the countryside. You replayed the sight mentally, watching the trees and beautiful meadows flash by in memory as Mirage continued to drive…

4B: “Let’s take the short way, so that we can unpack faster and have more time to play!” You said this in an excited, playful, and somewhat impatient tone. Mirage laughed loudly at your response, amused by your sudden eagerness.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about! You’ve got a good brain on ya’, Y/N!” Mirage replied with a chipper tone. He started to speed up as he took the main road to the forest. You two breezed through the countryside, dashing past the meadows that grew in size the closer you got to the outskirts of the city.

Suddenly, Mirage slowed down. He slowed down beside some sort of farm, seemingly distracted by the cows and other animals. You tried to nudge Mirage out of his trance, but he just couldn’t look away from the farm animals. Eventually, he stopped completely, and you grumbled to yourself quietly. You sat there with him, time slowly chipping away at your patience as Mirage gushed over how cute the animals were, especially the baby animals. You attempted to catch his attention again.

“Mirage, snap out of it! You can find many more baby animals in the forest.” You spoke to him clearly, and he seemed to phase back into reality for a bit, before falling back into his trance.

“But Y/N… Look at the lil’ babies! Look at that foal! And that piglet!” Mirage continued to gush over the farm animals. He seemed to forget about the camping trip entirely. At this point, it was taking as long as what the long way would’ve taken. You decided to take the wheel and drive him back onto the road, startling him, before he groaned loudly and started to complain.

“Y/N! What the hell?! I wanted to watch the animals!” Mirage cried out. You shushed him, but promised him that he can see the animals again. You also reminded him of the camping trip and all of the animals that he could see in the forest. That got him to calm down, but he was a bit pouty. He took control again and continued to drive…

5: Soon, the both of you entered the forest, driving along the path as the trees surrounded you as the canopy blocked the sunlight out of the forest. Mirage drove more carefully, trying to scope out the forest. You sunk into the driver’s seat as he continued to drive. Eventually, Mirage found the right path and drove down it, going carefully so as to not drive off and get poked by sharp rogue sticks and whatnot. Mirage grumbled as the road got more gravelly and bumpy, with small pieces of gravel flying up and hitting him up under his frame. You two kept going deeper into the large forest…

Soon, you both found an open spot in the forest, a small open meadow surrounded by trees and bushes. The canopy had cleared up a little bit, but it still was there, providing an almost perfect amount of shade. Mirage parked in a nice spot and opened the door for you. You unbuckled yourself and got out. As you unpacked the stuff, Mirage kept grumbling about the gravel path you two drove down earlier.

Once you unpacked everything, Mirage transformed and stretched, his joints popping a bit as he stretched his back. Needless to say, he was glad that he wasn’t cooped up in that uncomfortable alternative mode anymore. He took a deep breath of fresh air and then smiled down at you, his optics shimmering with joy like it made him happy every time he laid his eyes on you.

“Whew… Well, looks like we’re finally here! Just you and me… With nobody to bother us…” Mirage knelt down to you, his face close to yours. You couldn’t help but blush, but you looked away with a slight chuckle. Mirage looked at you innocently like a big kid. You looked back at him and gently smiled.

“Yeah, you could say that again… I’m tired of life in the city, looking at the same boring buildings over and over again… We really deserved this, y’know?” You spoke in a soft tone, and Mirage responded to your words with a sweet smile. He nodded at you in agreement.

“Yeah, yeah… I’m not even going to lie, human architecture is kinda boring when it’s not in those movies or whatever… All of those bland colors… They make me so sick…” He admitted quietly. It was true he loved the Earth and humankind, but he was bored of just staying in one spot. He wanted to see more, he wanted to learn more, he wanted to know about everything that Earth offered. He wanted to learn so much… He wanted to be… human, like you.

Mirage got up and stretched a bit again, before offering his help with unpacking everything and setting up the tent. You accepted his request, obviously. He nodded to you with a big goofy smile on his face and started to unpack the tent. When the tent was unpacked, he started to set it up for you as you unpacked and set up the other outdoor essentials. When Mirage was done, he looked over at you and gave you a thumbs up. You grabbed the unpacked bags full of personal belongings and brought them inside the tent. You unpacked the rest of the stuff as Mirage sat outside of the tent a bit awkwardly, since he thought he couldn’t fit into the tent fully. It was now about a quarter after noon now.

“Hey, Y/N… Y/N? Can I come into the tent? Please? I don’t want to sit out here alone…” Mirage asked softly and quietly, his voice quivering a little bit from nervousness. He didn’t like being alone, and it was obvious. He peeked into the tent a bit as you laid out the sleeping bag. You felt his needy gaze on your back and you turned around to face him.

“Y’know, Mirage, you don’t have to ask…” You replied to him with a warm tone. You could see his eyes light up immediately. He slowly crawled into the tent, trying to fit himself while also making room for you. He was only halfway in before he sighed. He suddenly reached out and picked you up, holding you gently as he made the rest of the way in. He held you close as he sat down with his legs crossed. He smiled widely at you as he let you rest in his arms. His eyes sparkled with joy and delight.

“Thank you, Y/N… You’re the absolute best!” Mirage spoke with a chipper tone as he cradled you. You slightly blushed as he snuggled you, his nose brushing up against your rosy cheek. Despite his cold exterior, he was full of warmth and joy. You couldn’t help but smile at his cheery demeanor. He nuzzled you a bit more, before letting you go with a shy look, embarrassed over how he let himself be like that.

“Heh, oops…” Mirage giggled quietly, still a bit shy and embarrassed. He looked at you with a big smile, as he knew you’d forgive him. You were his best buddy, after all… but perhaps a bit more in his eyes…

“Don’t worry about it, Mirage… I can’t be mad at a sweetheart like you.” You teased him lightheartedly, but you were earnest over what you said. He blushed a soft baby blue, his spark warming up inside his chest from your words. You could even hear his spark humming softly from the inside, and you could see that he was gushing a bit over your sweet words.

“A-Ah… shucks…” He mumbled softly, before he switched the topic suddenly. You could tell he had a hyperfixation on the entire camping trip, even if he forgot about it at some points. He smiled down at you with a big grin as he asked you what you wanted to do next.

“What’cha wanna do, Y/N? We have so many options… We could go on a nature walk! Or maybe even cook s’mores… I always wanted to try a s’more… even if I’m just some robot alien from a different world.” Mirage mumbled the last part, but nevertheless, he seemed hopeful over your choice.

[A: Go on a nature walk.]

[B: Cook some s’mores.]

6A: “A nature walk sounds fine… I’m not really that hungry.” You gave him your answer, and he sighed. He crossed his arms, but he wasn’t mad. Rather, he seemed to almost expect that answer from you. He shook his head a bit, before speaking again.

“Oh, Y/N… I should’ve known. You’re always into that boring stuff.” He teased you lightheartedly, but he was alright with what you said. He crawled out of the tent while also pulling you out with him. He held you up, smiling down at you like a little kid to their favorite toy. He lifted you up into the air a bit more and settled you onto his shoulder. You held onto him for dear life, using his head, neck, and shoulders as support as he walked deeper into the forest with you…

Mirage followed the trail, walking slowly along it as he looked around at the surrounding trees and bushes with you. He kept walking with a big smile on his face, his exterior shining in the afternoon sunshine that leaked in through the canopy. You took in a deep breath of fresh air, the crisp air seemingly rejuvenating you and your soul. You rested your head on top of his as he continued to walk with you…

Eventually, after about an hour, you both reached the end of the path. Mirage turned around to head back to the camp, but he was soon distracted by a peculiar sight. You were distracted, too. You both couldn’t look away from the sight… of a doe and her fawn. Mirage stood still as you both watched the doe and the fawn walk along the trail. Mirage soon took a step forward, and the two deer snapped their heads towards him. He froze up a bit, before moving again. They stood there, before they continued to walk, now unphased by you and Mirage.

For the next hour, you and Mirage walked alongside the doe and the fawn. You were a bit surprised over how the doe and fawn acted around you and Mirage. Most deer would’ve run away, but these two… These two were special, and brave… You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you watched the deer walk along the path so calmly, like the deer saw you both as other deer. When you two got back to the campsite, the deer kept walking, before they bounded away into the shrubbery, ending the moment.

“Wow…” Mirage whispered softly from awe, crawling into and sitting down inside the tent with you. He was still so amazed by the encounter with the deer, and you were amazed, too. Why wouldn’t you be? Mirage gushed over the deer secretly as he laid back in the tent, resting while still holding you gently. You couldn’t help but blush in his firm yet soft grasp. Eventually, he let you go, but his warmth was still there…

6B: “I mean… S’mores do sound good right about now… but how are you gonna eat it?” You were curious of his eagerness and determination to finally have such a crunchy yet gooey treat such as a s’more, despite his robotic body most likely rejecting it due to it trying to maintain itself. He looked at you with sparkling optics and a somewhat smug smirk.

“I’ve got a mouth for a reason, right? I’m sure it can be used for stuff besides talking, right?” He replied in a smug way, thinking that he had answered every single question you were about to ask him about his obsession with s’mores. “Besides, as you said, I am a sweet guy!” He teased you, and you blushed a bright red from embarrassment. You rolled your eyes and shot him a look.

“Alright, you asked for it, but it’s going to take a good while.” You got up and went outside. You went towards the campfire, which was just a few sticks surrounded by rocks, and you pulled out your lighter. You knelt down to the sticks and clicked the lighter…

One click… Nothing. Two clicks… Nothing? Three clicks, and you were starting to get mad. You kept clicking the lighter, yet no flame was coming out. Mirage looked at you with a confused expression, before he saw your situation and got amused by your struggles.

“Y/N, Y/N… Calm down, I got this.” Mirage crawled out of the tent and got up. He went over to you and the campfire. His hand transformed into his iconic blaster. You heard the noise of it transforming and immediately backed off, thinking he’d just blast the sticks into a smoldering mess. Instead of the brute way, however, he knelt down and pressed the barrel of his gun up against the sticks, making the plasmatic heat of the blaster set the sticks on fire. Seeing his simplistic ways made you feel quite silly, but you shouldn’t feel bad over what you thought, considering Mirage’s past… incidents. You went back to him as the campfire started to burn. He looked at you with a big smile as his blaster transformed back into his hand. He then patted you on top of your head, his hand feeling a slight bit warmer this time than the last time.

“There you go, Y/N. No need to thank me.” Mirage kept smiling like a big goofy kid. He patted your head again, before he scooped you up and held you close. You could really tell that he liked holding you. Mirage sat down in front of the fire, holding you close and petting you softly. After a bit, he grabbed the stuff for the s’mores for the both of you and handed it to you. You placed the marshmallows on a stick you found nearby and held the marshmallows over the fire. Mirage watched you carefully, as your safety meant the world to him. Once the marshmallows were toasted, you took them off the sticks and put them in between the chocolate bar and some graham crackers. You handed him his s’more and started to snack on yours.

He held the s’more in his hand, slightly disappointed by its size, but he couldn’t complain because it was a type of human food. He ate the s’more in a singular bite, chewing it a bit before gulping it down. As expected, he slightly choked on the s’more, but was mostly fine. He coughed a few times, hitting his chest a bit to clear his throat before smiling a bit weakly at you. You had finished your s’more at this point, and you had obviously witnessed his struggle with the s’more. You smirked at him.

“Did you enjoy that s’more?” You teased him slightly. He chuckled a bit and softly nodded with a ‘mhm’ noise. You smiled at him and leaned up against him with a soft smile, looking up into his glimmering azure-blue eyes as he looked down at you with the same gaze.

You two sat at the campfire for a good hour and a half, chilling and talking about various topics until the fire extinguished itself. Mirage noticed the fire go out and offered to light it up again, but you declined his offer and suggested for the both of you to go back inside the tent. He nodded and put you down. He crawled into the tent first and laid down inside, leaving enough space for you to lay down inside with him. You crawled inside and sat down, leaning up slightly against the back of the tent as you two relaxed inside…

7: As you two relaxed in the tent, you noticed the sky grow a little darker. You looked outside the tent and looked up at the sky. It wasn’t dark because of the sun setting, that would be too early, especially when it was around two in the afternoon. It was dark because… it was about to rain. You felt a few raindrops fall down from the sky and hit your face. You ducked your head back inside, wiping your face off with your sleeve as Mirage noticed the rain start. He chuckled to himself a bit.

“Well… I’m glad we [6A: went on that walk | 6B: cooked those s’mores] earlier, right? I mean, I wouldn’t want to do that stuff in the rain…” Mirage spoke softly and lowly, but you could clearly hear him. You nodded in agreement and scooted back over to him. The rain fell down a bit harder, the drops falling through the canopy and onto the ground and tent. The soft noises of the rain seemed to be comforting and… almost lulling, as you felt your eyes drooping a bit. Mirage yawned a bit and stretched, before laying back down inside, curling up a bit. He sighed softly with a big, sleepy smile, his gaze falling on you as you kept watching the rain. He decided to speak up…

“Y/N… I’m bored now, and this rain is making me… awfully sleepy…” He yawned again mid-sentence, getting more comfortable inside the tent as he looked on at you. You looked back at him as he spoke and looked at him curiously.

“What do you suggest we do, then?” You asked him softly and sweetly. Mirage’s eyes lit up a little bit, before they dimmed from tiredness.

“How about we take a nap? You and me, together?” Mirage asked you sweetly, and you couldn’t help but accept his offer. You scooted over to him, laying down beside him while also getting into your sleeping bag. He pulled you close and gently nuzzled his face into your neck. His hands were gentle around you, and his body was soft and warm. You could feel his warm breath on your face and neck, and you could hear his spark gently humming. He closed his eyes and held you even closer, basically spooning you as he kept you close in his grasp. You got comfortable inside your sleeping bag and his grasp as you two cuddled and snuggled each other in the tent. He yawned once more, before he pressed his lips up against the back of your hand without a second thought. You blushed heavily, before you melted into his grasp, smiling widely about what he had done to you. He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, and you soon fell asleep with him, the noises of the rain pouring comforting you both…

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