《Transformers one-shots》Tfp Knockoutxsick!reader ~ Just Allergies
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-In honor of the first day of spring!! Yay allergies!! Allergy season alert-
(Y/n) sat there on the counter softly sniffling with a blanket wrapped around her as a draft had found its way into the nemesis and with the air that flew in carried allergies from God knows what, possibly pollen since it was just becoming summer.
Breakdown looked over after hearing her sneeze as she toppled over with a groan still wrapped in the blanket, he gave a humorous chuckle "What's the matter with you? You sick?"
"No! It's allergies." She replied with a soft growl leaking through
The navy blue mech simply hummed as he continued to go through the tools, cleaning them as she sat there watching him a moment
"Just Don't act like that infront of knockout." Breakdown quietly warned, she didn't know why he said it quietly but then her question was answered as the medbay doors whirred open as the red medic walked through casually. But she flopped back with a quiet groan. He didn't seem to notice as he walked over, snatching a tool Breakdown just finished cleaning, earning a scowl from said mech but was only answered to with 'hush' from the red 'con.
She tried to make her sniffles quiet but one failed her as he looked over before setting the tool down and walking over
'Shit shit shit shit. Go away!' (Y/n) silently begged the medic but he walked over
"Cold?"
"I'm not sick!" (Y/n) retorted earning a confused look on the medic's face
"No, I mean are you cold? ..A cold front found its way onto the nemesis." He said as he frowned a little at her behavior. He knew something was off by the way she was immediately in denial after misinterpreting his question.
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"Oh.. Well, sorta. But I got my blanket." She shrugged a little, lightly tugging on the item as Knockout slightly nodded but went back to work as he snatched the tool, a vehicon came in in need of repairs which Knockout assisted in, though his optics traveled over to (y/n) a few times, she noticed this and tried to act like she was only cold, slightly shuddering. But Knockout was anything but processorless so she wasn't fooling him.
After he fixed up the vehicon he walked over and softly pressed a digit against her forehead as she flinched a little, but since he found no high temperature, he hummed to himself and removed it as he frowned at her "Somethings wrong. Not just the cold." He stated
Her eyes went elsewhere to look at something else other than him but he scooped her up after noticing this because it meant she was hiding something. She wouldn't look at him but she softly squeaked when he picked her up, gently holding her against his chassis as she felt the warmth of his spark's heat.
"You know better."
"come on, knockout, I'm fine. The draft blew something in, it's just allergies." (Y/n) argued
"I don't care. You need rest. It'll go away after awhile." He stated as he walked out of the medbay and down to his quarters
She softly groaned looking up at the red medic as he walked down the long corridor with the human safely under his sharp digits, she slightly leaned into his chassis, feeling his spark's heat and low hum it gave off. It was an instant lullaby as she was out cold when he reached his quarters, he laid down a blanket before placing (y/n) on it with a pillow and placed another blanket over her to keep the cold draft from getting to her and making her more sick as he stood there watching over the sleeping human for a few minutes.
"Sleep well, doll." He murmured before leaving.
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