"Hotshot! Stop moving!", Blades said as he held Hotshot down.

"NO! I NEED TO SEE HIM!!", Hotshot screamed.

Blades moved slightly so that Hotshot can see the medical berth right beside him. On the berth layed an unconcious -yet treated- Medix.

"There. Now you can see him-"

"NO! I NEED TO SEE HIM!!", Hotshot demanded.

Blades pulled a Ratchet, "Up up up! You'll most likely reopen your wounds if you don't stay put! Medix is right there and he won't be going anywhere for a while."

"But-"

Blades stopped him, "Medix will be okay, Hotshot. You have my word. His systems are only in shock from all the energon loss. He'll be fine."

"Can he still hear me?"

"Yes...?"

"Great. Is there any way you can push me over closer to his berth?"

Blades didn't hesitate to follow his request. He was able to get Hotshot's berth just a few inches away from Medix's.

"Now I better not see you in his berth when I come back to check on you, understood?", Blades said sternly.

"No promises."

"Hotshot."

"Fine... understood."

"Thank you. Holler if you need anything", Blades said as he exited the room.

Hotshot waited until he knew the coast was clear, slowly getting out of his medical berth and then climbing into Medix's, being mindful of the transfusion tubes that connected to his limbs.

Hotshot looked lovingly at his boyfriend, speaking in a soft voice, "I know you're faking it, babe."

Medix grinned as he kept his optics shut.

"Oh you're so busted", Hotshot giggled.

"You will be too when Blades finds out you disobeyed his orders", Medix said as he opened his optics.

Hotshot shrugged, "Worth it."

Medix chuckled softly, "How did you know I was online?"

"You kept grinning stupidly every time Blades nagged at me", Hotshot said with a smirk.

Medix smiled, "I couldn't help it because I knew you weren't going to listen to him."

"Damn you know me so well."

"Language."

Hotshot bursted out laughing, quickly regretting it when his wounds started hurting, "Owww..."

It was Medix's turn to laugh, also regretting it when his wounds started hurting, "Ow... bad idea."

"No kidding...", Hotshot sighed as he rested his forehelm against Medix's shoulder, "we're both a mess."

Medix giggled, "Indeed... but at least we're in this together, right?"

"Yeah..."

Silence was all that followed.

Until Hotshot started crying.

"Hotshot??", Medix said as he turned to face his boyfriend, cupping his cheekplates so that they could look at each other, "Sweetspark what's wrong??"

Hotshot wouldn't stop crying, "Even after everything that has happened... I still failed to save you."

"What are you talking about??"

Hotshot looked directly into Medix's optics, tears still streaming down his faceplates, "I wasn't there for you. Thanks to that... you're hurt."

Medix's faceplates softened as he understood what his boyfriend was talking about, "Sweetspark... you were still recovering when that happened. You can't blame yourself for that... rescuers are supposed to risk their lives to save others, just like you did with mine... and you were there for me, even at your worst. I wouldn't be here if you hadn't found me and patched up my wounds."

"But-"

Medix wiped away Hotshot's tears and rested their forehelm's together, "Yes, I am hurt... but that was because of my own decisions. Not yours. You can't blame yourself for every accident that happens to me."

Hotshot gave him a small smile as another tear fell, "In that case, neither can you when I get into an accident."

Medix chuckled softly as they snuggled into each other, "Oh fine... but I'll still be worried."

"Same here...", Hotshot said softly, "Primus it was so hard seeing you being hurt so badly... My spark shattered."

Now Medix has some tears falling, "How do you think I felt leaving you to your fate? Watching you clinging to life as you were being taken to the medical bay? Waiting for you to finally come online so that I could see your beautiful electric blue optics again??"

Hotshot's optics swelled with love and tears.

Medix continued, "You mean everything to me, Hotshot. Everything about you is unique and special... and I love that about you. If anything were to happen to you... it would be painfully hard for me to move on. You're the only bot who has ever made me feel this way... Hotshot, I am fully committed to you. There is no other bot who could ever replace you..."

"OH MEDIX!!!", Hotshot sobbed as he kissed his boyfriend passionately.

Medix couldn't help himself as he changed the kiss from passionate to desperate. Something they both have never done before.

And they liked it.

But as the kiss intensified, so did the pain from their wounds.

They were forced to break apart, groaning in pain from their wounds.

"Okay... We need to save the intense kissing for after we're healed...", Hotshot said softly.

"Agreed... So for now, sweet kisses?"

"Hell yeah."

They kissed each other sweetly.

However, their wounds flared up again.

Hotshot let go angrily, "OH COME ON!"

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from outside heading toward the medical bay.

"Quick!", Medix whispered, "Get to your berth before you're caught!"

Hotshot stole a quick kiss as he got up, "I love you."

Medix smiled, "I love you too."

The door opened.

Hotshot, regrettably, dived into his berth.

Medix went back to pretending to be offline.

Blades walked in ready to yell at Hotshot. He shut up when he saw that Hotshot was in his berth playing on his smartphone.

Hotshot looked up from his phone, "Oh hey Blades! You checking up on us?"

"Umm... yeah", Blades cleared his throat, "Has he shown any consciousness while I was gone?"

Hotshot shook his helm.

"Hmm...", Blades hummed as he went over to check Medix's vitals.

Hotshot glanced up and giggled at Medix's half opened optic. Blades looked over at him, not seeing Medix's open optic, "Something the matter, Hotshot?"

Hotshot took this opportunity immediately, "Oh Wedge and I are just texting each other. He's complaining about the fact that we're running out of gauze and bandages. He blames it on me and Medix for constantly getting injured."

Medix fell for it, "That's NOT funny."

Blades passed out from shock.

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"Shut up Heatwave."

Heatwave couldn't stop laughing, "I can't believe you passed out!"

"I was in shock!", Blades yelled.

Medix giggled furiously, "I'm sorry I tricked you Professor Blades."

"Hmph you better be."

Hotshot was laughing into his pillow the whole time. The rest of the recruits, who were scattered around the room, were wheezing.

"Oh frag all of you!", Blades yelled as he stormed out.

Heatwave ran after him, "Blades you can't say that in front of the recruits!"

As soon as the two Rescue Bots left the room, the recruits piled onto the medical berths. Wedge and Hoist sat on Hotshot's berth while Whirl sat on Medix's.

"You two never fail to give us all spark attacks", Wedge sassed.

"Hey that last one was all his fault", Hotshot cheekily pointed to Medix.

Hoist laughed, "Yeah why'd you fake being offline, Medix?"

"Well... technically I was offline for a while, but I faked it when I came online from hearing Blades nag at Hotshot. I didn't want Blades nagging at me too."

The recruits all bursted out laughing.

"Alright we can't blame you for that", Wedge said while chuckling, "his nagging is about as bad as Chase's lectures."

"I heard that Wedge", Chase said as he walked past the open medical bay door.

The recruits laughed at a stunned Wedge.

Hotshot, a true bro, made it worse, "Ha! Now you'll get even more lectures from him!"

Chase randomly poked his head in, "So will you, Hotshot. You have missed many of my lectures and will need to be caught up."

When Chase left, it was Wedge's turn to laugh at Hotshot's stunned face.

Medix snorted, "Someone should really shut that door."

"I've got it", Hoist said as he walked over to shut the door.

Hotshot then groaned loudly, "Me and my big mouth."

Whirl giggled, "Don't worry Hotshot, your promise made sure to take notes for you."

"Oh yeah!", Medix said as he opened his cabin and grabbed his notes from inside, handing them over to Hotshot with his left servo, "This should catch you up."

Hotshot took the notes, gently took Medix's servo into his own, and placed a small kiss on it, "Gosh I love you, Medix. You're the best."

Medix smiled sweetly as they intertwined their digits for a more intimate and secure hold, "I love you too, Hotshot."

Whirl and Hoist ship them like FedEx.

Wedge has learned that this is permanent and thus has decided not to nope out of there.

Instead, he only smiled.