Imagine a shopping excursion with both Knockout and Breakdown. Knockout insisted you ride with him to the store, all to better flaunt his beautiful paint job... And partners, of course!
You all go in, the mechs' holoforms flanking you like bodyguards as you shop. Breakdown, the sweetheart, holds the basket for your groceries. Then another. A third, if your dry goods take up too much space.
You didn't get to leave the Nemesis too often for "security reasons", so even being stuck right between them the whole stock-up trip was a blessing.
A few glances were shot your way by various people. Possibly admiring Knockout, maybe you or Breakdown, a few scorning glances as they seemed to recognize the relationship.
It didn't matter, though. Knockout brandished his Soundwave-issued debit card to the cashier as Breakdown finished grabbing all the groceries, and you were all set for the next month or so. The time until then would be spent in the medbay or Breakdown's office, watched by one of the mechs' or any of the older, more trustworthy Vehicons.