Megarod or the bros for “Let’s get you to bed.”
"Drinking is supposed to be fun," Rodimuscomplained. If his frame didn't hurt somuch from the fall he took off of the table (he'd been dancing on it), he mighthave felt embarrassed that Megatron was the one dragging his aft home. Because of course the one night Drift wasn'twith him was the one where he really needed him. Hating that he wasn't here made him feelworse, though. This had been a nightDrift wanted to himself. To relax. To get some much needed space from Rodimus.
"It's just a substance," Megatron said, soundingsurprisingly patient. Though the ringingin Rodimus' audials could have been hiding his annoyance. "It's what you do with it."
"I was dancing!" Rodimus moaned.
"Is that what you call that?" Megatron joked, butRodimus didn't care about fun. He caredabout getting horizontal and staying that way for a long time. "Let's get you to berth."
"Rodimus!" Drift rounded the corner and jogged towards them, getting his arm underRodimus' other shoulder and slipped under the arm Megatron had around hiswaist. "What did you do to yourselfnow?" he asked. Then, "I cantake it from here, Megatron. Thanks."
"I can get him home," Megatron insisted. "I already got him halfway there, Imight as well take him the rest of the way."
Drift gave him a funny look. "I usually deal with him when he gets like this."
"He hurt himself this time," Megatron pointedout. "It's my job to make sureeveryone on this ship is safe. As hisco-captain, I am arguably the only one who needs to look after him."
Drift just looked at him for a moment more, a slow smiletaking over his face. "You likehim, don't you?"
"What? No, I justwant to make sure he gets home safe." But Megatron avoided his optics, and try as he might to disguise it asthe glow from his optics, he was blushing.
"He's not going to hear you," Drift assured him,turning Rodimus' unconscious helm to face him. "He's out like a light. AndI won't be telling him. Your feelingsare your problem. But I will tell youthat if you hurt him, you'll have to contend with me." After Megatron was silent for a while more,he added, "I don't care if you like him, Megatron. I won't get jealous. If Rodimus wants to be with you to, hecan. But that's his decision."
"Alright," was all Megatron said as he relinquishedRodimus over to him.
"Rodimus and I have some time off tomorrow to spendtogether. You should comeover." Drift had such gentleoptics. It was hard to imagine that heand Deadlock were one and the same. Though, Megatron liked to think he wasn't the same mech either.
"I might just do that," Megatron agreed.
