Obviously you are with Ratchet!
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"Would you let me fall in battle to save a child?" Ratchet sighed as you asked yet another question he had no desire whatsoever to answer.

"Y/n, please. Just because I saved you instead of that Con that was starting to turn into an Autobot does not mean anything." You always had that kind spark that Ratchet didn't show.

"I love that you saved me Ratchet but what if he had a future? He was only eighteen in stellar cycles." Your beautiful e/c orbs looked at Ratchets'.

"Honey, it always you. It will be forever you. Understand? You scare me every time you go out on that battle field with three reckless morons (Smoky, Bee, and Bulkhead), a huffy femme (Arcee), and one responsible young Prime (Optimus)." You giggled at Ratchets choice of words to describe your teammates.

"They are amazing Ratchet. They've only ever helped." You insisted but Ratchet snorted.

"Please." He grumbled. You smiled some more.

"Ratchet, please don't ever leave me." You smiled at him with all your heart. He pulled you in and kissed your forehead.

He whispered, "I would never."

You smiled at a mischievous thought, "what if you had to choose between saving me or Bumblebee?" Ratchet pulled back with a groan.

You snickered at your antics. "I love you."

He smiled at you, "I love you too, y/n."

"Aw, Ratchet actually admitted he loved someone!" Smokescreen gushed, coming into the main area.

"Smokescreen," warned Ratchet.

"I'm just messing with ya Doc! I'm heading to recharge anyway, I've just gotta grab something!" Smokescreen grabbed what he was looking for and left with a small smirk planted on his face plate.

"We better get to recharge also. Let's go." You grabbed Ratchets arm and led him away from his computer systems.

He walked beside you down the halls to your guys' bedroom. You entered the room with a yawn as you laid down on the berth. He smiled and rapped you up in his arms.

"I'd find a way to save you both." You smiled.