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Beauty Within	By : Scienceteacher Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 4014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To See without Sight

For several day cycles, their pattern of work and sleep remained constant. Bee got to where he really liked the two siblings. But Droct was his favorite. In a sense, the pathetic garbage mech reminded him of Optimus Prime, for Droct thought of everyone else’s needs first and foremost. And he tried to protect Bee as best he could.

Waking up, Bee enjoyed the familiar sensation of being pressed up against his friend. Yes, these mechs were poor beyond Bee’s comprehension – but they filled their lives with gentleness and love. So different from the Autobots, who just enjoyed love when they had the time between the violent battles of their war.

He had continued to think on the fact that all these mechs seemed to consider his gentle friend so terribly ugly. Perhaps it was the fact that Bee had gotten used to being blind now. He thought his friend was beautiful, since all he knew was what was the spark of this mech. And Droct’s spark was beautiful, to be sure. He knew Droct had never been bonded, never had anyone even interested. And the mech had filled that emptiness within him by rescuing and fixing up a multitude of dumped, almost dead, mechs – whom he had found in the dump.

No, Droct had nothing more to offer a mech than his kindness and love. And every mech he’d helped had simply left him behind as they went on with their lives. Bee was saddened by this, for the gentle garbage mech truly deserved to have someone to call his own.

With a start, Bee realized that he was becoming very attached to Droct. Then he wondered how he would feel when he could see again, and see Droct for the physically ugly mech he apparently was. He pictured the most grotesque mech he could think of, pictured it with Droct’s voice, Droct’s gentleness. And he realized he didn’t care what Droct looked like. He was falling in love with him.

Pressing his body tighter against his sleeping friend, Bee wondered if Droct would even be interested in returning with him to the Autobots. Sure, he’d have to deal with Tracks and Sunstreaker – but the rest of the Autobots wouldn’t care if the mech was ugly. Perhaps the gentle garbage mech could work as the maintenance mech for the bots. Maybe even learn under Ratchet to be a medic?

Turning over carefully, Bee faced his sleeping friend. Tracing the mech’s armor with his fingertips, Bee again tried to put together a complete mental picture of Droct. He was amazed at how sensitive his sense of touch had seemed to get in these last few weeks, since he’d had to go much longer without lenses than they had expected.

Yes, predictably, Droct had apologized profusely, when it turned out that the lenses were on backorder. But it wasn’t his fault, and there wasn’t much he could do about the whole thing. So Bee had just had to wait longer. And while he waited, he adjusted to sightlessness by developing his sense of touch and direction better.
Now, he could freely move about Droct’s small shack, for the layout was clear in his mind. He could even go over to T’ran’s shack, for he knew the direction and number of steps it took.

As he thought, he unconsciously rubbed his fingertips lightly over Droct’s uncovered face. He could feel the uneven surface of the living metal, as if the mech had some type of terrible scarring. Perhaps this was why the mech only took off his mask when he was in his shack?

He felt Droct start to wake up, shivering slightly at Bee’s familiar light touch. Droct and T’ran had gotten used to Bee’s constant need to touch them; it was understandable considering his limited senses. So they’d actually encouraged him to explore his world through his touch.

But this morning Bee wanted more than to just touch his friend. He wanted to know if the mech felt the same way about Bee – that Bee was starting to feel towards him. But since he couldn’t talk, there was only one way to ask Droct.

When he felt Droct move his arm and tell him good morning, Bee smiled and ran his free hand along his friend’s side. Touching the mech’s unmasked face, the sightless Autobot kissed him. He felt Droct’s surprise, but then the mech pulled him tightly to him. When Bee released his lips, he felt Droct shaking with sobs. Frowning, Bee didn’t understand the mech’s reaction.

Droct ran his fingers along Bee’s cheek, touching the tape that protected the Autobot’s optical circuits until the new lenses came in. “You’re the first mech to ever kiss me, Yellow;” Droct murmured. “But you’re blind; you don’t know how ugly I am. When you can see, you won’t ever want to kiss me again.”

Bee shook his head, smiling at his friend. He wanted the gentle mech to know he didn’t care what he looked like. For when he kissed him, he had pictured the ugliest type of mech he’d ever met. He had imagined that Droct was an Insecticon, and he had still wanted to kiss him. Taking the mech’s lips again, Bee taught him how to kiss.

Droct’s engines warmed, the heat flowing through his armor and warming Bee’s uninsulated circuits. Pressing against him, Bee cuddled, enjoying the warmth. He knew the physical signs of an aroused mech, and it was easy to tell that Droct was indeed aroused. But the mech made no moves towards him in that manner. In a sense, Bee was relieved that Droct allowed him to make all the advances. For even though he really thought he liked the mech, he still wasn’t sure if he was ready for anything other than a kiss and a cuddle. He still couldn’t quite shake the feeling of Decepticon circuits forced into his.

As he released Droct’s lips, he could sense the mech smile as he squeezed Bee to his chassis. “Thanks Yellow. Do you really not care that I’m ugly?”
Bee smiled, snuggling tighter to his friend. Shaking his head, he answered Droct’s question.

He felt the mech sigh. “It’s a cold morning. You’re circuits seem too cool.” Droct’s soft voice observed. Bee nodded, burying his head into the mech’s armored chest. Droct was so warm, so safe. Bee relaxed against him, as the mech wrapped his arms gently around his tarp-covered frame.

Wasting his own energy, Droct revved his engines. To generate enough heat, to warm Bee back up to a good operating temperature. Bee sank into his embrace, thankful that the mech didn’t demand anything more than companionship.

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