I'm sorry for missing you... (TF: One Megop)
I highly recommend listening Mr. Loverman by Ricky Montgomery while you read...
Warnings: Angst, Missing an ex.
"Dee...?" The sound of Optimus' voice cracked over Megatron's commlinks, his eyes widening slightly in surprise - before sharpening into a glare once more. "I don't know if you can even hear me..." Why was he doing this? Optimus asked himself, hiding his face in his servos. Was he really feeling that lonely, that he needed to reach out to his former lover? At least no one could bother him, he needed just 5 minutes away from his duties as a Prime.
"I know you hate me..." Optimus' whispered, his voice barely audible. "And I'm still upset with you, b-but... I just really need someone to talk to." He couldn't stop the coolant leaking from his optics, optics that had dimmed and lost practically all their color as he tried to choke back his sobbing. He should be stronger than this, he was a prime for Primus sake! Maybe that's why he found it hard to talk about his problems, his pain. He needed to appear strong, wise, and brave for everyone else's sake - but it only hurt him in the end.
"...What is it, Prime?" Megatron whispered back to him, quickly disappearing from the sights of the High Guard. He didn't want them overhearing this, for his own image... at least, that's what he told himself. He leaned against the nearest surface, allowing Optimus to continue speaking. "I'm sorry for missing you so fragging much..." He couldn't hold back his sobs any longer, and for a moment - Megatron's optics softened, his spark begging to ache.
"I feel guilty that I do, but I j-just need to know -" Before Optimus could finish speaking, Megatron cut him off with some words of his own. "I miss you too..." For the first time in cycles, Megatron felt like his old self again - but he couldn't let this continue. If he let Optimus continue to speak, he would want to run back to him. He would hold him in his arms, kiss away his coolant tears, and assure him that everything would be alright...just like he used to. "Goodbye, Pax... Do not contact me again."
Their commlink was disconnected, and Optimus felt as though Megatron had reached through the very fabric of time and space to rip the spark out of his chassis. "No...no no Dee, please! I just want you to come back, please!" He screamed, hoping, wishing, praying to Primus that someway - somehow... D-16 could hear Orion Pax's desperate pleas.
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