@allonthebrawn Of course
…
Wanna sleep now or want to keep talking? I’m okay with either.
[He goes back to petting that helm. He wishes he could have done more.]
@allonthebrawn Alright, let’s get comfortable then.
[He beams a blanket up and adjusts it on top of them, making sure the majority ends up over Brawn.]
[He snuggles Brawn tightly into him, as if practically trying to absorb him.]
Good?
@allonthebrawn [Once Brawn takes a sip to two, Windcharger brings it back down, placing it on the berth for if Brawn wants to keep sipping.]
Good. Little steps. If you feel sick let me know, I brought bags.
@allonthebrawn [Windcharger can’t help but smile at Brawn’s flusteredness. He hopes Courtney is proud of him.]
[He grabs the energon again and brings it up to Brawn’s dermas.]
Thanks. I added some copper flakes, hope they help.
@allonthebrawn It’s gonna end up thin if you keep fucking it up.
[He brings the servo gingerly up to his lips and plants a kiss on it.]
Wanna try to drink that energon now?
@allonthebrawn Not really.
[He places his own servo on top of Brawn’s enjoying the touch before leans further back, more into a lie down, and brings Brawn with him.]
[He takes Brawn’s hand and examines the cigarette burns.] Pumpkin…
@allonthebrawn Don’t be. I-It sucks. It r-really sucks.
[See’s Brawn’s face like that is enough for a few tears to roll down Windcharger’s.]
But we’ll get t-through it. Together, right?
@allonthebrawn You can and you will. I’m here, I’m gonna help you how I can.
[He runs his servo around the edge of his helm until he reaches his chin, trying to encourage him to look up at him.]
I’m not leaving ya, Pumpkin. Never again. I’m gonna make sure you get through this.
@allonthebrawn You’re gonna keep living, for them. Y-You’re not gonna quit, cause there’s a lotta mechs that care for you. Plus, you don’t want your little girl to see you quit, do ya?
[He continues to pet that helm, reassuring him that he’s still here. He’s not going anywhere.]
@allonthebrawn …
[He tries to cover Brawn with as much of his own body as he can, trying to protect him.]
T-Th-ey love y-you. Okay? Don’t forget.
D-eep vents. Deep vents.
@allonthebrawn L-Let it out, big guy. L-Let it out.
[Hes trying to stop himself from crying on Brawn as he places a kiss on the top of his helm.]
T-The-y’re watching o-over us, ‘kay? They s-said s-so themselves.
@allonthebrawn Whoa, whoa. Okay, okay.
[He puts the cube on the side table and moves to hold onto Brawn, petting his helm.]
I-I’m here. Don’t worry. I’m here.