You have met Ratchet since the good old days of Cybertron where it was peaceful, happy, exciting bots going off for work, to school and things like that. You were a random worker tasked to handle cargo, mostly arranging and stacking energon cubes into a cybertron vehicle that would be transported to various areas of the city by a colleague.

Your work area is just outside a medical building. It is also the building Ratchet would be heading to everyday. Ratchet? He's a trained medic. You actually couldn't help but get butterflies whenever he walks past and greets hello to you and your fellow colleagues, a daily kind gesture before entering the building. He's usually quite happy, since at that time he's still a fresh, got his medical certification not too long ago. He started working only just a few, about 3, earth weeks in that medical building earlier before you got your job at the cargo/energon area. Ratchet also begins work at a later time than you, since you were...well, a cargo kind of worker that requires early starts.

The nature of your job does get the better of you at times. You'd get injured, but mostly minor ones and every injury is to be treated to prevent further danger. You would actually feel bad with the number of times you've been to the med bay and treated by Ratchet. But he would never grumble at you, in fact he would kindly tell you it's alright if you keep coming but just be more careful, but he'll always be there when you need him. You couldn't help but blush tinges of blue everytime he said that, if you hadn't realised, you begun to fall and have a crush on him.

There were days where you didn't feel like going back alone. So you, anxious as ever, would come into the med bay. "Hello Y/N, do you require medical attention? Where are you hurt?" Ratchet greeted you as kindly as usual. "N-no, Ratchet. It's...um. I don't feel like going back alone...I-I was hoping if I could wait for you and go back to the city to-together I mean um..." you stuttered. "Of course, Y/N!" Ratchet would agree, happily letting you stay and rest after a long day at work while he finished his things and head back together, parting ways at the junction of your different residential areas.

Unknown to you, Ratchet has also taken a liking to you and he realised it quicker than he expected. He loves your presence, he would greet you first among all the workers. He actually doesn't nag at you when you are injured, but he actually does sternly nag at the others when they are injured, usually sighing and then telling them nicely to do their best in following safety precautions, something he never told you about and you just never noticed the difference.

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Soon the war happened, and scattered all of the autobots, including your friend Ratchet. But years later when Optimus sent his message on earth, you immediately took the chance and went to earth to seek shelter and reunions, maybe you can find some familiar autobot faces even if you never interact much. To your shock, relief, happiness, mixture of emotions, you saw Ratchet among them, the butterflies begun all over again. You didn't notice the tiny smile Ratchet made secretly when he witnessed your arrival through the ground bridge entering base.

Ratchet had changed quite a lot. His paint slightly faded, some scratches here and there. He isn't as lively as before, he's more grumpy, some lack of energon, but he does display happiness and smiles when he is, but rarely. The war has taken a toll and he's the main support on earth, which gives him quite a lot of pressure maintaining base and Team Prime. You soon started to feel afraid to approach him at times when you just wanted to talk, but you felt you shouldn't disturb him and you'll be a burden.

"Bulkhead, I needed that!" "I NEEDED THAT!" "Hey! I needed that!"

You flinched every single time he yelled that line whenever something is broken. You started to feel more paranoid on everything you do, ensuring you do not break anything or you'll receive the same lecture.

Again, unknown to you, Ratchet does peep at you at times. You'd be in a corner adjusting your weapons, sometimes walking past his experiments but never touching them, you'd just admire with your servos at your back like a femme. He would take just a second just to look at you, then back to his work, looking at you was a way to take a small breather in between work. He feels better whenever he sees you around base with him, sometimes peeping to ensure you didn't leave base, because he just wants to see you. He was wondering why you never really talked to him and he wishes to talk to you as well.

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"Bulkhead, I needed that!" Today was yet another day you found yourself flinching when Bulkhead smashed something, sending sparks all over Ratchet's work table and areas around. Sending a chain reaction and smashing bits and pieces around, including some computers. Bumblebee made it worst when he dodged but accidentally hit another thing with his pede and it fell. "Bumblebee! I needed that..." he whined. "I'll get to repairs..." Hearing his tone just made your spark break even more.

The others went out. Optimus went for a drive with June and Fowler, Jack and Arcee went out setting a new record, Bulkhead and Miko went for some monster truck show, while Raf and Bumblebee went out for a drive to a technology fair Raf wanted to see so badly. This left you, Ratchet and a messy base he's cleaning up. You felt so bad, you decided to go with your guts and try to help him without disrupting him.

You picked up a scrap, and another, placed them aside, so far so good. But you didn't watch your footing, and tripped on a string like wire something, and fell and smashed against another device which had some data on it, and now it's broken. "Oh no scrap scrap scrap?!?!?! I'm dead I'm dead I'm screwed!" Was all you thought for that split second in your processor until, "Y/N!"

You were prepared for the worst as Ratchet called you. He ran up and knelt down, "are you alright?" Was the first thing he asked. "Y-yes but uh, Ratchet I-I broke this. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have helped I'm incompetent and-and caused this and-!" You were speaking gibberish basically as you stuttered. "O-oh no! Y/N you're not incompetent! Please don't say that! Please, are you alright?" Ratchet asked once again. "Y-yes..."

"But-but I broke this," you showed him the device, worried. "Oh that? No worries, I can fix that easily no problem," Ratchet was...not angry at all? Like it was a piece of cake as the earthling say. "But-but you needed it, right? And i broke it and you are angry? And-and you cannot progress and-?"

"Y/N, shh it's alright. I'm only relieved that you aren't hurt," Ratchet placed his servos on my shoulders, stroking and calming me down. "Because Y/N, I have always needed you, more than I needed that, or that, or any of that." Ratchet confessed with utmost sincerity and kindness leaving you speechless at what he said.

"Y-you...need me?" You choked. "Yes, I've always needed to talk to you when you are around base. I always felt relieved whenever I took a sight of you. But i noticed you've been quiet, I thought it was something that make you scared. But now that I'm closer to you at this moment I'd like to use this opportunity to tell you my feelings for you for all these years way back on cybertron. I love you Y/N, and yes, I need you more than I needed anything."

"Oh-oh, Ratchet-I...I always liked you too but seeing you always so angry made me kinda paranoid in everything I do you see so-so-," you stumbled. "Is that so? Why didn't you tell me? I'm sorry. No, please I will never be angry at you. I always wished we could go back to being like way back." He apologised as he pulled you into his broad chest and embraced you, you melted in his warmth.

"Can...we?" You asked hopefully, you'd always wanted to be closer with him like before. "Yes, of course Y/N, come." Ratchet helped you on your pedes and checked for any injuries and so on. After a while you both eventually realise you two are spark mates, beginning by chatting away and catching up all you've missed. He's delighted seeing you not so quiet anymore even if its just around him.
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Extra

"Bulkhead, I needed that!" Once again.

You were curious, very different from your quiet nature previously and was fiddling with a weapon on the table Ratchet uses from time to time on the battlefield. Your digit twitched a switch like something and it suddenly sparked and the weapon broke.

"Y/N!" Ratchet's voice rang. "Oh no, Ratchet! I'm sorry I'll fix this I-!" "It's alright are you hurt?" "No-no but-!" "Thank the allspark you're not injured."

"But Ratchet I broke your weapon? For the battlefield..."
"Oh I can fix that!" Ratchet replied happily.
"Huh? But you needed it for the battlefield to fight Decepticons!" You surrendered with servos up. "I needed you more than I needed that." Ratchet openly admitted once again and you blushed speechless.

"Hey! What? You never say that to me! You never say that before! To anyone!" Bulkhead retorted as he witnessed and heard Ratchet say that line.

"Well you or anyone else, including Optimus, you're not Y/N are you?!" Ratchet yelled back. "Grr!" Bulkhead grumbled loudly as he smashed a monitor with his wrecking ball.

"Bulkhead! I needed that!"

Suddenly you accidentally shifted your servo and hit something else on the table and dropped and broke. "Oops oh no sport! Ratchet! Sorry sorry! Scrap scrap, I'll-I'll leave!" You raised both servos in surrender and turned away ready to walk to a corner.

"N-no Y/N please don't leave me!" Ratchet stretched his servo reaching for you gesture. "Why not?"

"B-because I needed you more than I needed that, or anything." Ratchet said once again.

"Arghhh!" Bulkhead growled with the unfair/biased treatment of Ratchet's sparkmate.

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