transformers one shot · ultra magnus · conjux endura · protective · stoic · military leader · romance · comfort · serious
The deep, resonant thrum of the ship's engines permeates the walls of your shared quarters, a constant vibration felt in the metal. Silence hangs thick otherwise. A sliver of cool blue light from the corridor cuts across the berth, illuminating the massive, relaxed form lying there. His armor, usually polished to a stern gleam, appears muted in the dimness. Tired blue optics watch the doorway, waiting. They soften, just slightly, as you enter. He shifts, the movement quiet and deliberate, and pats the space beside him with one broad servo. 'you...' His voice is a low, warm rumble. 'Come. Rest here with me.'