A little sunnyblue snippet based off a whump post I reblogged earlier
I'm too broken." Bluestreak said, voice trembling. He was trying to be strong, trying not to cry, but he could feel the solvent in his optics. He didn't want to be strong anymore. He wanted to be weak. He wanted to cry. He wanted to scream 'its not fair it's not fair' but he couldn't. It wouldn't be right. Other people had gone through so much worse and come out fine, so why wasn't he?
"No one will want me now. They'll see all my damage and run. They'll see everything that is wrong with me and look at me in horror. They should. I deserve it. Who would want something as broken as me?"
Because that's what he was. No other word was a good compare. He was broken.
"You were already broken before. A little more damage isn't going to hurt." Sunstreaker said in his Sunstreaker-y way. Bluestreak knew he was trying to be helpful and let out a watery laugh.
"I don't think that's what most people would say."
"I'm not most people. And neither are you. You're special, and your strong. If anyone tells you different I'll beat the shit out of them. It's not your fault what happened to you. You're alive and that's more than I thought I could ask for, and it's all I'm going to take. You're alive and that's all that matters to me. I dont care about anything else."
