You murmured softly as you woke up frame tired. That was a new feeling. Usually you'd just wake up sore- wait there it was. The soreness was in a place you've never felt it, right behind your plate, more like right on your valve. 

You paused feeling the warm air of the room on your face. You lifted a servo to touch your bare cheek with a confused hum, did you take off your visor? You tried to sit up only to find you couldn't. 

The area where your helm was pressed against rumbled as you shifted. You froze as you slowly drug your optics up to the source of the sound. 

Blurr. 

You suddenly remembered what happened between the both of you and felt your cheeks warm immediately. You glanced away from his recharging face and instead studied his light blue chassis. You couldn't help but like being pressed so close to the other speedster. He was warm. 

You held back a purr as you faintly traced a few patterns on his chassis, before snapping out of it. You slowly shifted again and wiggled out of his arms, he only grumbled and rolled over in the berth. You smiled faintly at the sight of him being all grumpy in his recharge and  walked over to get your visor from where it was on the floor. 

You clipped it back into place humming softly to yourself at the small limp in your step. You vented as the onlined visor work was flooded with light and messages from Preceptor and Wheeljack. 

This wasn't good. 

You vented as you walked over to an Energon dispenser in the corner deciding it was best to listen to the one of the scans of your frame that stated that you needed to refuel. You'd need to refuel before facing the combined fury of both Wheeljack and Preceptor. You hummed softly as you got a cube, but yelped when arms slipped around your middle. 

Blurr chuckled softly and nuzzled your shoulder a little still half in recharge, "You get up too early, baby."

You tilted your helm a little, "You demand I get up earlier than required." 

He made a soft huff sound, "Today I demand you cuddle this early." 

"That would be nice but Wheeljack and Preceptor should be here soon." You hummed once again slipping from his arms 

The light blue mech paused,  "Huh?"

A loud knocking on the door was his answer as you walked over to it. You tilted your helm at Wheeljack who looked like he was about to start shouting.

"Hi!" You chuckled a smilie face popping on your visor, "I was just heading out." 

The white mech paused with a vent, "Why didn't you answer any of the messages sent to you?" 

"I had turned my visor off to clean it.." You lied 

He raised a brow, "You cleaned your visor all the way into the morning?" 

"It was drying all other times." You stated with a hum 

He vents, "If you say so, anyways, Percy wanted to run few more diagnostics on ya. Since the "Magnus" seems to think your fit for missions." 

You nodded a little, "Of course."