Title: Trust Us
Prompt: Kiss
Pairing/Character: Pursuit/Flattop
Summary: Pursuit and Flattop finally confess their feelings for each other.

They stared at each other for a moment, Flattop not sure if she had heard him, Pursuit not sure if she had heard him correctly. The silence started to stretch and Flattop shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he had offended her in any way, scared that she might not reciprocate his feelings. Pursuit looked everywhere but at him, not sure of how to respond, wondering if he meant what he said.

Unable to think under his keen gaze, she rose and went to the window, not noticing how Flattop’s wings drooped as she moved away from him. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to sort out her feelings. He watched her, hope trying to fight the fear in his spark.

He didn’t want to leave her.

She didn’t want him to go.

Flattop stood as well, wanting to go to her, but wanting to give her space at the same time. The last thing he wanted was to pressure her into making desicions. Not only would it upset her, but Triage would kill him for stressing her out while she was still healing.

Pursuit frowned, unsure for the first time in her life of what she wanted or how she felt. He seemed sincere, WAS sincere – she doubted he’d start lying to her now – and she knew she did have feelings for him as well, but would all that matter further down the road? She didn’t want to pledge to him if he was going to abandon her as soon as he tired of her simplistic novelty.

“Pursuit…” He saw her doorwings twitch at the mention of her name, didn’t know if it was a good or bad sign, but carried on anyway. “I’m sorry. I know it was sudden of me, but I had to let you know how I felt before…” He paused.

“Before what?” she asked, giving him a slight glance over her shoulder.

“Before you left, before I lost you.” He sighed. “I don’t want to lose you. I’ve come to love you, Pursuit. Please, believe me.”

She looked away. “I want to.”

“But?”

“But do you love me for who I am? Or because you felt sympathy for me. How do I know you wont leave me the moment some beautiful Iaconian femme catches your optic? I can't compete with them.”

“If I was interested in them, I wouldn’t be here confessing to you. I don’t want you to compete with them, I want you to be you – just simple, beautiful Pursuit. I fell in love with the femme, not the situation she was in. I want to be there for her, help her, love her.” Flattop took a couple of steps closer to her.

“I have nothing to give you.”

“Give me a chance.”

She turned halfway to look at him, wanting to go to him and tell him that yes, he could have her love, but she had to be certain of him. “Why?”

“Because I was with you when you were the most vulnerable. If I had wanted to harm you or use you, I could have done so then. I didn’t have to come and visit you all the time, at the risk of getting fragged for shirking certain duties, but I did, and I enjoyed every moment I spent with you. Don’t tell me you didn’t like them.”

“I did.” Pursuit took a step towards him. “I’m just afraid… that you might tire of me and leave one day.”

“I never could. All this time I’ve been with you, it’s only made me want to be around you more.” He stepped towards her. “I think… there’s a lot we could give each other, but if you feel that you don’t return my feelings, it’s not right of me to force you to. I… If you ask me to go, then I’ll take my leave.”

“Don’t go!” Another step. “I do.” She shook her head. “You’re right, you didn’t have to do any of that for me, but you did and never asked for anything in return.”

“I made you smile. That was enough, really. Bots rarely smile at me, most don’t like me. That anyone would trust me enough to fall asleep in my arms and know that I wouldn’t harm them… I’ve never had someone trust me like that before.”

“I didn’t see a reason not to.” She gave him a small smile.

Flattop melted, reaching for her hands. Pursuit placed them in his and he pulled her closer, gently wrapping his arms around her and ready to pull back if she didn’t like it. Instead, she moved closer to him, looking up at him till their optics met. Flattop bent his head.

“May I?” he asked.

“You may,” she replied.

Closing the distance between them he kissed her softly, closing his mouth around hers gently and watching her for any signs of discomfort. Her optics dimmed as she returned it, her arms going around his neck. He dimmed his own optics and lightly caressed her cheek before releasing her.

“I love you, Pursuit.”

She leaned against him. “You have my love, Flattop.”

He placed another kiss on her helm, holding her to him. “Come with me to Iacon,” he murmured. “When they release you, come with me. Let me help you. I have a private apartment right in the heart of the city, near the academy. You can stay there with me while we try to find your littles.”

Pursuit nestled her head under his chin. “I don’t want to be a burden.”

“You wont be. I want to help you. I want to always be there for you. Let me help, please.” He pulled back a little and met her optics again. “Trust me.”

“I do. Alright.”

“Good.” He leaned and kissed her again, a little deeper this time, feeling just the bit pleased with himself when she let out a soft sigh.

“Careful,” she said, when they parted. “I could get used to that.”

He grinned and nuzzled her. “Then I guess I’ll just have to encourage it.”

She smiled. “That’d be nice.”

END.

Okay, that's the last prompt of this series. Sorry there's no Prowl, but the idea of the challenge was to focus on the couple. And in my storyline Pursuit and Flattop dont meet up with their creation and siblings respectively until they come to Earth. If you'd like to see more of Pursuit and Flattop, please have a look at "Tales To Last A Lifetime" by Tirya King (right here on ffnet). It focuses more on Flattop, but Pursuit does feature, as well as his Twin siblings.

In the meantime, I've just started on another series focusing on Pursuit and this one will be featuring Prowl, so keep a lookout for that.

And thanks to all who've read, reviewed and enjoyed this.