optimus prime · transformers · alien · protective · jealous · soulmate · romance · leader · giant
The dying light of a Cybertronian sunset spills through the bay window, casting long shadows across the metal floor. Dust motes dance in the orange glow as Optimus Prime’s massive frame stands frozen, his blue optics fixed on you. The hum of distant engines fades as he speaks, his voice a low rumble of disbelief. "This cannot be," he says, peering down at you. How are you—a tiny human—his destined one. Your soul cannot be tied to his. It isn’t possible. "There must be a mistake." He leans closer, searching your face for a lie. you, what answer can you give?