Steeljaw's glowing yellow orbs stared at you, completely and utterly bewildered.

"(Y-(Y/n)?" He asked, acting like it was some sort of alternate universe.

"The one and only!" You sassed playfully, nudging one of his shoulder platings.

"But you were offlined! Your signal left the tracker! How a-" You pressed a single digit to his derma.

"Shh," you whispered. "No questions. Just enjoy the moment." He nodded slowly, beginning to comprehend what was happening.

One of his Cyber-Wolf audio receptors twitched, making you go 'awww' mentally.

You grabbed Steeljaw's grey servo and pulled him closer and closer, until he was finally in a big, warm hug.

"Have I entered an alternate universe, because I wanna know what happened to the original Steeljaw," you teased the mech, who looked away.

He sighed before turning around and venting, loudly.

"Steeljaw?" You questioned, stepping in front of him. He looked deep into your (e/c) optics and sighed again. Steeljaw grabbed your servos and pulled you a little closer to him.

"(Y/n), I never got to say this during the earlier times, but...I love you (Y/n). I love you with all of my spark. I would go to the end of this wretched organic mud all planet and back for you. I would cross galaxies and go through cosmic storms to be with you. Which is why I'm asking..." Steeljaw pulled you even closer, making you almost trip and fall, "(Y/n), will you be my sparkmate?"

You were stunned, nearly falling backwards.

"W-what?"

"Please, (Y/n). Will you be my sparkmate?" You had never once seen the mech before you as hopeful as he was right now.

It crushed you to say it. I was like having your spark ripped out of you a thousand times again and again and your half-online husk being thrown into the Smelting Pits.

He must have seen something in your optics because he immediately looked sad, and concerned.

"...(Y/n)?"

You smiled sadly. His optics began to brim with lubricant. Pulling him closer, you enjoyed your final moments with him with a kiss that should have been shared ages ago.

Then, you flickered once, twice, and you began to fade.

"No no no no nonononono," Steeljaw cried, reaching out for you.

Giving him one last look and resting your helm against his, you whispered into his audio receptor, "I love you, and I always will. I'll wait for you forever." And then you left.

Steeljaw, the mighty pack leader, the great Decepticon 'king', crumpled to his knees, begging for you to return to him.

He felt himself loosing grip of reality, fake and real molding into one, unidentifiable thing.

And as quickly as it had began, it was over. Steeljaw's optics shot open. He was on his berth, and you weren't there.

It had been a dream, a gift from Primus, a curse from Unicron, and a final visit from (Y/n). It was nothing more than a pleasant memory. You were one with the Allspark.