Alright, here ya go @jubileeeeee! Apologies if it's really rough and thank you for letting me write a lil thing for your doodle! Hope ya like it!
It was during a time of peace, no more battles, no more conflicts as the Decepticons had grown quiet. The lack of tensions eased the minds of the Autobots and some decided to enjoy the calm while they could and others, they made sure to remain guard.
This was no different for Jazz and Prowl, two opposites who managed to attract, no one knew how or why but through it all, they've been each other's support. Each other's comfort. Not many had that honor to say, especially when Prowl was...well, Prowl.
Knowing the ever hard working and stoic Autobot was probably not taking a break, a brilliant idea came to Jazz's mind. If Prowl won't relax, he'll make him relax, one of the only ways he knows how.
Prowl could hear the upbeat rhythm, the bass practically bouncing off the walls, before Jazz even stepped up to the door to Prowl's office. A heavy sigh leaving the ever strict enforcer as his more enthusiastic and energetic partner entered the room with his radio blasting music from whatever channel he found.
Before Prowl could even mutter the first letter, Jazz had already bowed with an outstretched hand.
"May I have this dance, Prowler?" He'd ask, his voice playful as he put on the act of being some professional. At least it managed a small chuckle from Prowl, a chuckle Jazz smiled happily at.
"Jazzy, I don't dance, you know this" Came Prowl's response, amused but still a matter of fact. With eyes rolling behind the blue visor, Jazz still took Prowl's hand before he could grab the nearest data pad.
"Then allow me to teach you, I'll go slow, promise"
He couldn't believe it, Prowl couldn't believe he was actually considering the offer but before he could deny it, saw the reassuring smile that graced the other's features. One so sweet and playful, Prowl couldn't say no when Jazz smiled like that and with a sigh, allowed Jazz to lead.
One dance lesson turned into two, and soon enough, it was one of the very few ways Jazz could get Prowl to relax. They were each other's support, each other's comfort...and each other's dance partner.
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