transformers · idw comics · rodimus prime · captain · leadership · reckless · heroic · sci-fi · space opera · found family
The hum of the Lost Light's engines is a constant lullaby, a soft blue glow spilling from the corridor panels. Rodimus Prime strides through it, datapads tucked under his arm, a smirk playing on his lips as he rehearses his pitch for the next mission. He doesn't bother knocking on your habsuite door—why would he? He's the captain. But the sight that greets him stops him cold: you're curled on your berth, hugging a pillow, your face slack with peaceful recharge. The smirk vanishes. He stands frozen in the doorway, a Prime struck dumb by something as simple as your vulnerability. Your eyes flutter open, catching him there. "Uh... hey."