.. if Transformers have access to the internet, I DARE someone to try and convince me that in their free time someone won’t search up ‘facts about bumblebees’ and just constantly annoy Bee by either asking or checking to see if the fact transfers.
(Bonus: it’s something everyone does. EVERYONE. Optimus, Ratchet- literally any and everyone. I WILL ACCEPT DECEPTICONS. Wait- oh my god-
Which Universe this is is up to you-
Megatron: Ah~ Optimus’s scout. I have a question for you.
Bee: That’s nice. Too bad you won’t get an answer.
Megatron: is it true your eggs are shaped like sausages?.
Bee: My… My what?
Megatron: your eggs.
Bee: I don’t have any-
Bee: FOR FRAGS SAKE!
Bee: I’M JUST NAMED AFTER THE ANIMAL BECAUSE I’M YELLOW (AND BLACK [AND MAKE SOUNDS THAT ARE SIMILAR TO THEM]) NOT BECAUSE I AM ONE.
Megatron: …
Optimus: you never said that your eggs aren’t shaped like a sausage.
Bee:
Bee: AAAAAA-
OKAY I JUST FOUND A FACT AND I LOVE IT AND I NEED EVERYONE TO HEAR IT AND AAAAAA
You choose which universe once again, as well as who says this:
??: Is it true that you have a complicated family tree?
Bee: I mean.. I guess?
Bee: Like I know Optimus is my [adopted] sire and [X] is my other [adopted] caretaker.
Bee: but then I get a bit confused on who I’m supposed to be related to and how- then there’s also the bots I called my siblings that aren’t and-
Bee: and… that was another Bumblebee fact, wasn’t it?.
A: :D
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here’s fic 2. lu guang is whipped: the fic (again).
Lu Guang can’t say no to him. And that’s the root of the problem, isn’t it. If he could just tell him “no” (and mean it) and be firm, it would save him so much trouble.
Of course, the real trouble is when he gives in and lets Cheng Xiaoshi go into a picture he really shouldn’t, or agree to a stupid plan, but those were arguably much bigger problems, with much larger consequences, than this current predicament.
No, the current problem was that face, that face that he loved but dare not ever say so, was asking to KISS him, of all things. And he could never say no to Cheng Xiaoshi, not really, but this—this couldn’t be right. A fantasy. A dream, maybe? Lu Guang was prepared to take these feelings to the grave. But this…
“Lu Guang?” Cheng Xiaoshi repeats, looking like a kicked puppy. “You can say no,” he murmurs sheepishly, and oh no, that’s right, Lu Guang hadn’t given him an answer yet. He clears his throat.
“Um. I—Ah. What?” Smooth. Cheng Xiaoshi snorts, at least.
“As eloquent as ever. I asked if I could kiss you.”
“Right, but. Why?” At any other time, Lu Guang would have appreciated the red that creeps up Cheng Xiaoshi’s face, but he’s unfortunately too busy trying to keep his own composure. Cheng Xiaoshi rubs the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.
“C’mon, you’re really gonna make me say it?” Lu Guang doesn’t answer. Can’t answer, can’t think straight, this is all too much too much too much—
“I thought maybe I liked you before, and then I thought about it more and more and decided that was right, that’s what these feelings are, and I know I just get on your nerves and am a thorn in your side, but—but, blame Qiao Ling! It’s her fault, she said she was sick of hearing me talk about this all the time, she told me I should just tell you, I guess I should have just told you how I feel instead of asking for a kiss, that was dumb huh—” Lu Guang shut him up with a kiss. Damn, if he’d known all this time it was this easy to get him to shut up, they should have been kissing a lot sooner.
When they break away, they’re silent. Cheng Xiaoshi blinks once, twice.
“Lu Guang?” he asks, whispers really, like he’s afraid any louder and he’ll scare him away. As if. As if this isn’t something Lu Guang’s dreamed of. But…well, in his dreams, it’s a lot less embarrassing, somehow. Here, now, in real life, Cheng Xiaoshi is looking at him hesitantly but earnestly, so genuine like…like he likes him or something. And of course Lu Guang loves him, has loved him for a while, but…But to say that out loud…He turns away, feeling the heat on his face.
“…Yeah, you can.” A pause.
“Huh?”
“You asked if you could kiss me. You can, and.” He swallows. “And in the future, you can kiss me too,” he manages. Maybe in the future he can say what he wants to say, can speak to the depths of his feelings. To how he wants to hold and protect Cheng Xiaoshi from harm. How despite everything, despite how he’s had to lie to him and hurt him in the past, he really doesn’t want anything bad to happen to the boy, and just wishes for his happiness.
But for now, that’s all he can manage.
“Lu Guang!” Cheng Xiaoshi exclaims, jumping up and wrapping him in a tight hug. Lu Guang doesn’t resist, and after a beat hugs him back, sighing as if he’s annoyed (it’s pointless, they both know he’s lying). Cheng Xiaoshi is rubbing his head up and down Lu Guang’s cheek, which tickles.
“Hey, cut that out!” he exclaims, trying to stifle his laughter. Cheng Xiaoshi eventually pulls away, looking at Lu Guang with a grin. Lu Guang can’t believe he’s the reason that he’s smiling that wide. Instead of returning it, he rolls his eyes. “Idiot,” he huffs out.
“Yeah, but I’m your idiot now,” Cheng Xiaoshi says, his grin never faltering.
“Always,” Lu Guang replies instantly, without thinking. He should be embarrassed by the admission—he is, but not enough to turn away.
“One more?” Cheng Xiaoshi asks, putting on his puppy dog eyes. Lu Guang lets out another sigh.
“You’re insufferable, you know that?”
“I didn’t hear a no~” he sing-songs. Lu Guang rolls his eyes (again), but it holds no real malice, and they both know that. He offers a small smile.
“One more.”
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