Remember earlier in this book where I put up some cute starters for you to vote on? 

I decided to write one anyways, without votes, because it's cute and I know some people love Raylor fluff. Enjoy it!! It's not going to be long (probably will just be a short writing off the top of my head), but still super cute!

This is for you, CrazyLinx68

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"Your hair is so soft..."

Taylor's eyes snapped open quickly at the sound of Ratchet's voice. She was sitting in Ratchet's lap, the two of them resting on the couch. No one else was at base, other than Optimus, who had thought it best to leave the two of them alone. The medic's holoform was hugging his charge from behind, his body relaxed and voice gentle. The teen turned her head to get a better look at him. 

"What?" she asked, not sure if she had heard that right. 

He opened his eyes, his chin resting on her shoulder, and looked up at her. He paused for a moment, slightly embarrassed with what he had just said, as it normally wasn't like him to say such things. However, after a minute, he decided nothing was wrong with it. This was Taylor he was talking to. He knew he could say anything to her. "Your hair," he repeated quietly. "It's very soft."

Taylor was once again surprised by this statement. This early into their relationship, she wasn't used to him being verbally affectionate like that. She knew it was embarrassing for him, and he wasn't much of a flirt most of the time. Heat flared in her cheeks and her spark fluttered violently with emotions for her guardian. A sheepish smile played her lips and she reached up, twirling some of her longer strands of hair in her fingers. 

"O-Oh," she replied, her voice shaking a little. "Thanks.. it's not really like I do anything to it."

Ratchet, one arm still clinging around her waist, lifted his hand and began running his fingers through her hair, his expression calm. The feeling sent soothing vibrations through his holoform and he continued to play with it. It wasn't as if he hadn't touched her hair before, or even played with it a litte. However, almost all of his head pats and hair strokes had come from his real body, one of metal that had a different kind of sensory nerves. Those had all been to comfort her, and sometimes even to comfort himself when he was worried about her. Over time, it had become almost normal for them.

Yet this was different. This was not for the purpose of consoling her, or consoling himself. It was not a greeting, a simple way of speaking with talking, as it had become so many times before. This was something else. This was something out of love, something he had never done before. And he really liked it. The two of them said nothing as he continued to run his hand through her silver hair, which was now nearly reaching her shoulders. 

"Are you.. growing it out, as you call it?" he asked, glancing up into her eyes again. 

Taylor had been silent as the medic played with her hair. At first, she was rather embarrassed and stiff, as it was her nature to have a reaction like that. However, as time had passed, she quickly grew calmer, though still had a bit of flush over her cheeks. She was rather enjoying the fact that he was so calmly and bluntly giving her physical affection, however small it may be. She had closed her eyes up until that point, enjoying the loving and peaceful feeling that had swept over their sparks. The young woman opened them again when she heard his voice again, turning her head a little to look at him again. 

"I haven't really thought about it," she told him honestly, her voice quiet. She was afraid to ruin the mood, wanting this moment to last forever. "But I don't know if I should. It's really thick, and so much of it is hard to handle sometimes." She closed her eyes again, leaning her head on his head, his chin still resting on her shoulder. 

He sighed softly in content, twirling some more of the short silver locks around his palm and fingers. "I wouldn't mind it," he said, his voice also gentle. He did not want this moment to leave them either. "It would give me more to play with," Ratchet told her simply. He closed his eyes as well, leaning into her a little more.

Without opening her eyes, Taylor smiled softly. Her reached over and took the hand that was hugging her gently, intertwining her fingers with his. She was not flustered in the least anymore, confident that they were fine just like this. "I guess I'll think about it."

They were fine just like this.

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Short, simple, and CUTE.

I hope you enjoyed it!! Man, I loved writing that...