《Transformers one-shots》KnockoutxGentlemech!reader
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[Before the war]
Knockout blinked as his crimson optics landed on y/n, he was standing big and proud, not optimus prime big but still, his f/c and s/c shining. Knockout stared at him a long moment while he strolled closer but he didn't move, only watching y/n walk with such grace.
He finally stopped infront of him as Knockout gaped a bit, he stammered a moment "wh-who are you?"
"Who am i?" He chuckled and closed Knockout's gaping mouth "I am y/n.. and who may i ask are you my handsome mech?" His servo ever so slightly caressed knockout's chin
Knockout sputtered a moment at being called handsome "Knockout."
"Knockout.. well.." he let the name roll off his glossa and smirked a bit "your creators sure did speak the truth.. you are quite a catch."
Knockout adjusted himself "thank you.."
Y/n smirked slightly when he seen his face darkened to a blue shade
"ive never met a mech that kept themselves looking so nice, what makes you any different? What is your secret?" He raised a curious optic ridge
"I buff myself many times a day.." knockout admitted, stepping back a bit when y/n leaned in closer to him and his smirk widened
"Well.. i believe i already know what kind of mech you are.."
"Y-you do?" He tilted his helm slightly
"Of course. You're insecure.. honestly, i see this too often.." y/n glanced away "but you do keep a healthy habit at the very least.."
Knockout blinked "how did you-"
"I'm a psychologist my dear mech, i can see right through you. You got way too flustered when given compliments.."
Knockout glanced away "oh.."
"Tell you what, we'll go out for some drinks and you can tell me all about you yourself."
Knockout's door wings twitched slightly "O-of course!" He smiled "i would love a good high grade."
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"Very well.. let's just say. Mmm.. 8pm sharp tomorrow at the local pub?"
"I'll be there. Count on it."
"Very good. See you then."
When the day came y/n had waited outside for half an hour until the clock hit 8pm. He glanced around and huffed a bit at his tardiness. After another 30 minutes passed he decided to wait inside and stared out the window waiting to see him. Mechs and femmes of all sizes and shapes laughed and had a good time but y/n was concerned. He wondered if knockout got too scared or if something had kept him.
Soon enough he seen a cherry red mech walk in, his posture was somewhat slouched as y/n sipped on his drink but glanced over at him, his mouth gaped a moment before placing his drink back down "Primus, are you ok??" He rushed up to knockout to see his paint job wrecked to hell, he looked awful.
"I'm sorry-" he began but y/n pulled him toward the booth
"Dont be, here, i'll grab us another round." He let knockout settle into the booth before going up to the bartender and grabbing 2 more drinks and returned to the booth, knockout stared down at his servos, his digits twiddled a bit as y/n slid him a drink, he downed it within a minute but y/n watched him
"What happened?"
"I.. got beat up." Knockout shrugged a bit but started downing the drink
"How awful!" Y/n frowned a bit "why?"
"My paint job was 'too clean'.." knockout mumbled after he set the drink down
Y/n shook his helm in disbelief "well im glad you came.." he reached over and rested his servo on knockout's whose servo laid on the table "tell me what happened."
It didnt take long for knockout to explain that he got jumped but he felt a little relieved telling y/n.
They went back and forth with conversations for hours, they didnt even notice anyone else coming or going, for the first time knockout felt a spark light up inside him.
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Y/n found him to be quite an interesting mech to say in the very least, he really enjoyed his company
They stayed at the bar until closing which was in the wee morning hours of the next day.
The two walked out as Knockout smiled "that was so refreshing.."
Y/n chuckled softly and nodded in agreement "that was a wonderful night, knockout."
Knockout smiled at him but shifted closer making y/n slightly tilt his helm
Knockout leaned up and kissed the taller mech softly "th-thank you.."
Y/n was caught by surprise "for what?"
"Giving me a wonderful night.."
Y/n smiled before they parted ways
They went on many dates afterwards and they bonded very well as knockout sighed contently after they finished a movie at y/n's home, it wasnt very big, but it wasnt too small either, big enough for a starter home, it was just him but there was also enough space for his in-home patients and their file records. Y/n kept tidy though.
Knockout looked over at him to see he looked a little tired
"You ok, y/n?"
Y/n rubbed his optics a bit "yeah, just a bit tired is all.. i took on another patient with a serious case of paranoia.." he mumbled softly
"Shall we go cuddle in your berth?"
He gave a small smile "i'd like that.."
Knockout helped him up and the two went off to snuggle in his berth, y/n seemed to have been dozing until knockout started gently kissing his chassis, his helm snapped up making knockout flinch a bit
"D-does that tickle?"
"No.. just a little tingly.."
"Can i continue?"
Y/n nodded a little so with his permission knockout gently started kissing his chassis, y/n laid back allowing him to do so, he leaned in and nipped his wires on his neck, y/n wasnt making any noise but knockout knew he was awake.
"D-do you not like it?" Knockout stopped, making y/n look up
"Of course i like it."
"Oh.. well i just thought.. you might not." His voice trailed off but y/n chuckled gently "ah, i see.. you prefer a vocal.. you are doing perfectly fine, Knocky.."
Y/n gently caressed his face and smiled
Knockout blushed slightly but nodded a bit
"Would you like me to be vocal?"
"P-please.."
Y/n purred softly as he smiled gently "You're too cute.."
Knockout proceeded to lean down and gently nip at his neck cables, his glossa gently sucking a sensetive cable
Y/n groaned softly in response, his servo reached up and stroked knockout's neck
He noticed how more vocal he was got him a different side of knockout, he wished to please y/n in any way possible.
Knockout gently kneaded a few of his exposed wire making Y/n purr softly
Y/n watched him a couple moments before chuckling softly as he kissed up his chassis "you try too much, Knocky.." he gently grasped his cheek giving a soft smile "Ease yourself.. it isnt a race."
"S-sorry.." knockout mumbled
"I know you try your best but thats all i need. Dont try to outdo yourself." Y/n softly kissed his helm
"Okay.." knockout sighed before he cuddled up to him and nuzzled into his chassis
Y/n rubbed over his back as his optics dimmed tiredly. Soon enough he was in recharge.
Knockout glanced at him and sighed contently.
Suddenly y/n shifted a bit, his face scrunched and let out an energon curdling scream "KNOCKOUT!"
Knockout jerked up off his recharge slab with a loud yelp "knockout!"
Breakdown was at his side making him jerk a bit "oh.. breakdown.." he mumbled and rubbed his helm
"megatron needs us."
"R-right.. i'll be right out." Knockout mumbled and watched him walk out
Knockout stood up and glanced back at the berth a little sadly as he sighed "never met a more kinder gentlemech... curse this war.." knockout mumbled before he left. Keeping y/n in mind.
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