087. Admire -- Cosmos, Bluestreak/Sunstreaker -- Rating PG

087. Admire -- Cosmos, Bluestreak/Sunstreaker -- Rating PG

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Cosmos chuckled at one of Blaster’s jokes as he sat in the crowded recroom enjoying his time on base. He knew he would be back up in space monitoring soon, but for now he was enjoying spending time with others.

He didn’t not get along with anyone on base, he was very easy going and he wasn’t there enough for anyone to think him anyone but friendly. He smiled as Bluestreak took a seat at their table. He really admired Bluestreak, his easy going attitude, his ability to make friends with anyone, Bluestreak was a cool mech. He enjoyed listening to Bluestreak as well. He often had a hard time following him, but he enjoyed the noise after so much silence.

He laughed again as Blaster made another joke and put his own two cents in. He regretted doing that. For the first time several of the mechs at the table turned their optics to him confused. He gave a a shrug trying to get them to look away.

Bluestreak started talking again and he could have sagged in relief as he excused himself from the table. He crossed the recroom and paused at the door turning to see Sunstreaker silencing Bluestreak with a kiss. He admired Bluestreak, sometimes he wondered what it would be like to kiss him.

He tapped his face where a mouth would be, while he head a “mouth” it was really only a small slit so he /could/ drink energon, and that slit was devoid of such things like glossia, dentia, or lips. He didn’t normally use it either, instead setting up a slow auto-injection during his long trips in space.

Shrugging it off he continued to Prowl’s office. He admired, and maybe had a small crush, on Bluestreak but there was no sense on dwelling on it. Bluestreak had lovers and he was a dumpy little round thing.

He knocked gently on the door to Prowl’s office and adjusted his stance. That was ok though! His creators always told him everyone had a sparkmate somewhere out there. Someone that would make them happy and someone they could love. He was a part of everyone so somewhere out there, there was a mech or femme who he could love and would love him back.

He admired Bluestreak for having found his so soon, but Bluestreak wasn’t as patient as he was. He was sure Primus would lead him to his sparkmate someday.

The door opened and he reported in for his next assignment. More monitoring, but he couldn’t bring himself to do more than sigh about it.

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