A Wonderful Life Ahead (2)
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Part 1 | part 2: Few words | part 3 | part 4 | part 5
"I think that I like you, no, I really believe that I love you" his voice is just like his name, a blurry sound that almost sound like static, radio interference, your eyes directed at him and then to his intake, thinking, you are trying to decipher what he just said and he wants you to really, really do it, maybe you don't have to, and that appears to be the case when you look at his optics, like you can see his own essence, his spark almost exposed to you in that aspect.
You know, but that frown on your little face makes his ventilators slow down.
"I don't see you like that"
Blurr's spark flickered for a second, and broke in the next one.
"Right" was his short response after a long silence, what else is there to say? He put his cards on the table, everything that he felt, and it still isn't enough for you.
"Right" you say, taking distance, and he understands, he really does, just stop looking at him like that, it's all, he only wants your eyes in other place away from him, those are way too expressive even when you say otherwise, way too perceptive.
"Well, don't look so down", he tries to play this along, look unaffected, but the situation needs a little of humor and he'll fill up the silence if it gets you to stop looking at him like you do care, "I get it, the whole alien thing or something else, dunno, but respectable, just whish-", you felt the same, after all, "whish- to keep in contact, still be friends"
He is stuttering, for Primus' sake he is, there is an urge, to get out of here, fast, but, it would be way too overdramatic from his part, right? He doesn't want to look like that in front of you, could you end his miserable moment and walk away first, please? No, maybe no, please no, it would only be worse for him-
"Blurr, wait" your words are everything that he can hear, being so close to you in such a quarter of second that, it almost sent you flying if it wasn't for his fast servos holding you in place, you are scared for a moment before collapsing in his touch by the force of the dragged wind by his fast movement, felling the vibration of his whole body at the expectative of your next words, "I mean-" you try to collect yourself, getting to your feet again with his help, feeling exposed, why is he looking at you like that? "I guess that, we could try?"
Your conscience couldn't just walk away when you saw his defeated posture and hurt expression, maybe it was pity, but it was all that Blurr needed to finally get the first step on his plan to rock your world and make you show him a different expression apart from your usual one.
"You doing good in there?"
"Um"
So, many years later, there is a familiar expression on his youngling's face plate, Blurr sometimes is worried about him, Typhoon has always been a sleepyhead since the moment he got out of the hot spot, he himself can't exactly remember his time as a sparkling but he is damn sure that he was a servoful to whoever was in charge of him, being fast was natural for him and he never was in only one place at the microclick, he is still struggling with the most mundane things like drying the glasses or getting the orders to the tables without running and spilling everything, his voice box could go twenty words per click and he still needed to be reminded to stop and slow down.
"Want to talk about something?"
"No"
It was hard to believe that Ty was his, since his sparkling days he was a quiet one, never making a fuss and even crying in total silence before Blurr or you found him.
"Ty, if you want my help I can do something"
"I'm fine carrier-"
"Oh damn, is he still moping around for that bot?"
Ripley was the total opposite, and maybe that was Blurr's fault, she was, as you called her, Blurr's mini me, making fun of him and making him remember of when he was younger.
"What bot?"
"You know, the one that he likes"
"Shut up you little-"
"What bot?"
Ripley and Typhoon were siblings, they acted accordingly you said, Blurr didn't have a spark split brother and the word of siblings was something from your side of the family, a human thing.
"He likes this bot that talked to him the other cycle"
"Ripley, I swear that I'm crushing you to pieces-"
"Of who are we talking about?"
He did his best in order to raise them well, a loving environment, a good home, where they would never be in want or lack of anything, Ripley and you had the best clothes, food and organic supplies, Typhoon had the best energon and upgrades if he ever wanted one, loving memories hanging in the walls, the first time that you both carried Ripley, the first steps, the first time Ripley carried Typhoon, her little brother, a big smile on her face while the sparkling is sleeping.
That's Blurr's favorite photo.
One that is near to fall and shatter to pieces when Typhoon starts to stomp his pedes way too near his sister, Blurr moves fast to catch the photo and securely putting it in his cockpit, he has lost many of these along the years by many outbursts that got out of control.
Even to this day Blurr isn't sure if the constant threatening and death promises are normal for human siblings.
"I'm going to rip that stupid mop of hair out of your scalp!"
"Take one more step and I swear I will piss on your berth"
"Of who are you referring to?!" There are murder and gross comments flying around and all Blurr can still maintain his interest on in the middle of this mess is the supposed bot that Ty may like, because it is obviously an item of great importance.
"What is all this ruckus?" Oh, finally, you have arrived and look at your three kids (your husband is also in the group from time to time).
"He/she started!"
Sometimes, just sometimes, Blurr was scared of this pair, specially when Typhoon started to concentrate water on his derma and armor, or when Ripley had this wild look on her and her hair was a mess, almost showing her discontent.
How did you stand so strong in front of that? Confronting a wild moody young adult in the making and a giant youngling? No idea, by the look that you were giving him you wanted, no, you expected him to step up, say something.
Ah, you wanted him to be the bad bot, er, cop, for once.
"Ripley, you started" Blurr looked at her, pointing at her direction, almost backing down when her furious eyes were placed on him just to have you say her name sternly in warning, making her sigh before explaining herself.
"I'm just being honest", she pointed at her brother, "believe me when I say how worried I'm by this fool going around with a silly smile behind his mask with somebot around"
"Don't say-!" Typhoon is boiling in embarrassment, literally, but a look from you stops him, "don't even care about it, Dinamax is only a friend"
"Our parents were friends once too, you know?"
"Okay, now, let's get some peace" Blurr got near his kids, looking to both of them (while feeling pain by his son burning derma by the mere touch) before raising Ripley to see her brother in an eye to optic level, "and let's say sorry by the mean things we said and the menacing tones used"
"Why do I have to say sorry to this piece of scrap metal?"
"Why do I have to say sorry to this poor excuse of a mammal?"
At that, everyone gasped or vented quite hard, Ripley had tears in her angry eyes, "Wait, princess-" Blurr is fast enough to catch Ripley in the air when she launched herself to attack Ty in right in the visor.
Many apologies later and with both grounded for the day (you wanted him to ground them for a week, but he is weak for his kids), he gets to knock on his son's door, which opens at the second, Typhoon is seated on his berth, cooling down, he has a little trinket on his servos.
"Can I sit here?" Blurr talks fast, others wouldn't understand him, but Ty looks at him at his optics and with a movement of his servo gets the message and answer around, letting him take a sit next to him but keeping his distance, "So, this Dinamax..."
"He is just a friend" many would be surprised but Ty can talk as fast as Blurr, not even you are sure when it started or if Ty always could talk as fast as him, but it's what they use, their way to communicate in privacy.
The combination of cybertronian CNA and human DNA has such interesting results.
"You know, Riri had a point in what she said" Blurr knows that he has a proud smirk (maybe way too near to childish excitement) on his face plate that goes from one audial to the other, Blurr says your name with a lovesick sigh, "we were friends once" Typhoon looks at him with a bored expression, just like the one you made everytime that he surpassed his last record of velocity and looked at him like what he just did was, indeed, good, but not everlasting after every mech that showed him in praises were finally gone and he got to where you were just to look unimpressed.
Just to then ask him if he really liked what he did while giving you a ride back to your living unit, he wasn't expecting it and just said the first thing he had on his processor, to the max potential in quite the mess of words to express his passion, he stopped his ranting and also his tires, saying sorry for going overboard, only to have you smiling with real interest even when you don't understood a part of it.
"You seemed happy" were your words then and the ones that he gives to Ty, "really happy when you thought about it"
Typhoon smiles rather nervous and it shows now that his battle mask and visor off, looking at the little thing in his servos, Blurr doesn't have to ask to know that it's a gift from this Dinamax.
"You know that your friends can get discounts in here, why not bring this friend of yours to say hi?"
"Sure"
A young bot of few words, still, his golden optics showed everything Blurr needed to know, that, in reality, this very young bot was happy with simple things and didn't need to express it with words.
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