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ajremixActually an old drabble I did for a meme on my other lj that I finally got around to putting up here.
Title: Gave You the Key
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: G
Word Count: 373
Characters: Sandstorm, cameo by Whirl
Summary: Sandstorm realizes his relationship with Fireflight went to the next level while he wasn’t looking.
It hit him one day when he'd gotten off of monitor duty as they traveled from the Orbital Hub to a hot spot near the front and realized Fireflight had forgotten to take one of his model figures back to his own quarters. Sandstorm then realized that not only had he forgotten to take one, he'd forgotten two others, was in the middle of building another on Sandstorm's desk and had left an entire stack of image captures that he shared with the Wrecker earlier. Sandstorm realized it was almost like the Aerialbot had moved in with him. In retrospect, Sandstorm also recalled that he hadn't stopped by Fireflight's quarters in a while himself- he was certain a couple bookfiles and polish had made their way to the jet's room because Sandstorm couldn't find it in his own.
It made Sandstorm realize that he'd given Fireflight the passcode to his quarters. Fireflight didn't feel the need to lock his own quarters while- given this was Xantium and the other Wreckers knew that Sandstorm liked his privacy -there was never a moment that Sandstorm stepped out of his that the doors weren't locked. He'd given Fireflight free reign to enter the one place Sandstorm barred even from his brothers and he hadn't fully recognized that until right that moment. And... that didn't bother him.
He stood in the doorway to his quarters, trying to figure out how he should feel about this realization and just kept settling on 'confused'. He wasn't sure what this meant, if he needed to back this relationship up a bit, set down some ground rules or just change the code now-
"Yo, Sandy." Whirl came up to his side, snaking his long body around to peer at the room over the triplechanger's shoulder. "Something up?"
Sandstorm's optics alighted to the partially finished model sitting on his desk and recognized it as his jet altmode, carefully detailed and beautifully crafted. Sandstorm remembered drifting online out of recharge every now and again to see Fireflight at the desk, doing something with such extreme concentration and devotion that he didn't have the spark to interrupt. Sandstorm abruptly shook his head. "It's nothing." He stepped inside and let the doors close behind him.
Title: Gave You the Key
Fandom: Transformers
Rating: G
Word Count: 373
Characters: Sandstorm, cameo by Whirl
Summary: Sandstorm realizes his relationship with Fireflight went to the next level while he wasn’t looking.
It hit him one day when he'd gotten off of monitor duty as they traveled from the Orbital Hub to a hot spot near the front and realized Fireflight had forgotten to take one of his model figures back to his own quarters. Sandstorm then realized that not only had he forgotten to take one, he'd forgotten two others, was in the middle of building another on Sandstorm's desk and had left an entire stack of image captures that he shared with the Wrecker earlier. Sandstorm realized it was almost like the Aerialbot had moved in with him. In retrospect, Sandstorm also recalled that he hadn't stopped by Fireflight's quarters in a while himself- he was certain a couple bookfiles and polish had made their way to the jet's room because Sandstorm couldn't find it in his own.
It made Sandstorm realize that he'd given Fireflight the passcode to his quarters. Fireflight didn't feel the need to lock his own quarters while- given this was Xantium and the other Wreckers knew that Sandstorm liked his privacy -there was never a moment that Sandstorm stepped out of his that the doors weren't locked. He'd given Fireflight free reign to enter the one place Sandstorm barred even from his brothers and he hadn't fully recognized that until right that moment. And... that didn't bother him.
He stood in the doorway to his quarters, trying to figure out how he should feel about this realization and just kept settling on 'confused'. He wasn't sure what this meant, if he needed to back this relationship up a bit, set down some ground rules or just change the code now-
"Yo, Sandy." Whirl came up to his side, snaking his long body around to peer at the room over the triplechanger's shoulder. "Something up?"
Sandstorm's optics alighted to the partially finished model sitting on his desk and recognized it as his jet altmode, carefully detailed and beautifully crafted. Sandstorm remembered drifting online out of recharge every now and again to see Fireflight at the desk, doing something with such extreme concentration and devotion that he didn't have the spark to interrupt. Sandstorm abruptly shook his head. "It's nothing." He stepped inside and let the doors close behind him.
