Sideswipe's POV

I decide to check on Y/N. 

It was late when we got back to the scrapyard. 

I park my alt-mode and got out cautiously, not wanting to disturb the sleeping Y/N. She looks so pretty, even after crying, with her slightly messy H/C hair and full lips slightly parted as she sleeps. Shaking myself from my fantasies, I get out and see Russel. "Hey Russel, where's your dad?" 

"He's in the diner organizing some old plates he just got. Is that Y/N?" He peers around me to see her. I nod. "Be quiet, she's sleeping." I glance back, a smile on my lips. I hear Russel giggle. 

"What's so funny?" I demand. 

"Nothing." Russel grins, and I roll my eyes and head over to the diner. 

"Hey Denny," I walk in to see him, as Russel said, organizing these old plates that were slightly chipped or scratched. 

"Hey Sideswipe! Aren't these great? Got them for half their original price. What a steal, am I right?" He holds up a white and blue plate with a lacy pattern that had a couple chips. I don't think someone could have paid me half their price to take them. But that's not why I'm here. "Yeah, they're great. Anyway, I've got a problem. It's Y/N. . . She's, well she's--" 

"You didn't. . ?" He looks me up and down for a second with a questioning gaze, and it takes me a minute to realize what he means. "What!? No! Listen, her father--" I sigh. "Her father kicked her out of the house, and she's got no place to go." 

Denny's eyes went wide and he almost dropped his place. "That's awful! She can stay with us for as long as she needs." 

I break into a relieved smile; I didn't even have to ask him. "Thanks, Denny. Her father--I think he abuses her--" My face creases in concern. 

"Well, whatever happened, she's safe here. I'll do whatever I can." Denny smiles, and I thank him again. "I'll go tell the others--" 

"No, go get some rest. You've been looking for 'cons, I've been looking for places to put these plates--you should recharge." I nod and walk out. 

But I had no plan of doing that. I just wanted to stand guard for Y/N, chasing off the demons that would plague her sleep.

I fade out of the memory as I approach my alt mode, and see Y/N rousing. I get in on the other side of the car. Aside from the fact that I was afraid of waking Y/N by moving her last night, I wasn't sure there was another place to put her, either. "Hey Y/N," I whisper softly. I brush her hair out of her eyes. "How do you feel?" 

"Fine," She moans, sitting up. Her eyes are slightly puffy and glassy from crying, the color from her face is drained except a flush on her cheeks. 

I frown, knowing she was redefining "fine" into "I guess my heart is still beating". I reach over and take one of her hands, then put a cup of her favorite M/B (morning beverage, coffee, hot chocolate, tea, etc.) into her other hand. "Thanks," She mumble groggily, and sips it slowly. She jolts up a little, "Where--Did--"

I squeeze her hand gently. "You're in the scrapyard. Denny says you can stay as long as you need to. He's preparing a place for you to stay right now. He says not to worry about it, it's no trouble at all." 

"A-Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother." Her concerned and puffy eyes meet mine. I bring the hand I'm holding up to my lips and kiss it softly, which causes a blush to spread across her cheeks as well as mine. "I'm positive." 

She sips her beverage slowly, and I rub her hand softly. I clear my throat a couple times, and she gives me a quizzical glance. I blush immediately, I must sound like I'm choking to death. I look around for a minute and take a breath. "Uh, Y/N?"

"Yeah?" She looks up and over in my direction. Ugh, even her pretty eyes are enough to make me melt. "I gotta tell you something." 

Worry spreads across her face. "What is it? Did I--" 

"No, no, no! Nothing bad." I assure her. "Nothing bad at all." I mumble. I lock eyes with her and blurt, 

"I really really really really really really like you!"

She looks shocked and I want to look away, to run away and never come back. She hates me, I knew it! And that stupid song at the dance last night made me sound like an idiot saying it like that!

"Sideswipe! Sideswipe, wait." She can sense my emotions well. "Sides. . ." She whispers as I look at her, "I like you too. A lot." 

I break into a relieved grin and laugh a little. "You had me worried for a moment there." She rolls her eyes playfully. "You're silly." She giggles, and I'm glad she is feeling better. "I know." I give her a lopsided grin, but soon find myself lost in her beautiful E/C eyes. Ahh, so perfect. . .

"Sideswipe? Helloooo, earth to Sideswipe?" 

I snap out of my trance. "Huh? What, I'm here!" 

She giggles again. "What were you doing? Did you hear what I said?" 

I ignore her first question. "Of course I heard what you said!" 

"What did I say then?" 

"That. . . That you've got the coolest boyfriend ever?" I try weakly with my best flirtatious grin. 

"Boyfriend?" She laughs. "I don't have one of those!" 

"You could, you know." I continue suavely. "I'm sure he'd be honored. You recently found out he likes you a lot. . ." 

"Who? Frank Thunder?" 

"Ew, no!" I cry, sounding childish. "And it's Thunderhoof by the way, the evil Decepticon who is not a handsome autobot."

"I guess you mean Grimlock--" 

"Stop teasing me Y/N! My spark works like a heart you know--words can hurt it!" I pout. 

"Sorry, Sides. I'd love to have you as my boyfriend--you're sweet and cute." 

"I prefer 'hot', but I guess we can stick with that for now, my lovely girlfriend." 

She rolls her eyes and laughs. 

"But really, what did I just say?" 

(Hope you liked it! Two chapters for you guys today--hope the x reader is suiting you well enough, I know it is me. . . Cuz I'm writing it. . . Yeah not gonna lie I almost wrote "green eyes" instead of E/C eyes sometimes during these. . . Sorry this song was in my head for whatever reason so you guys got stuck with it. . . Also I will always love Sideswipe. He's so cute and sweet and a great fighter and ahhh--wait am I publicly fangirling again!? Well have a fabulous day, flames! Ash)