ONE-SHOTS || TRANSFORMERS

• || Bayverse Jazz X Male Human

"C'mon, baby. Why're ya cryin' fo'?" Asked Jazz, cradling the whimpering human on his servo, as he softly cries, with his hands furiously wiping the tears away and glasses disregarded from beside him.

Jazz didn't receive a response. With that, he pursed his lips in confusion to why the human was leaking lubricants, before gently settling the human down to the ground along with the glasses, as he puts it on his inventory. Then, he transformed to his Pontiac solstice and opened the door for him.

The human momentarily stopped, as he raised his gaze at him. His twinkling golden brown hue staring at the open door with his own confusion. He stared at it before he heard Jazz say,

"C'mon, honey. Let meh get yer mind off to somethings." Jazz's accented voice filled the night air, which caused him to furrowed his eyebrows more, and nodded once in acknowledgment before slowly standing up, desperately dusting off the dirt on his pants, and hearing laughter from the car.

"Nah, don't worry 'bout that, babe. Ah lil dirt doesn't hurt everyone, ya know." Teased Jazz, finally getting him to silently laugh at him, before standing up, and walking over to the Pontiac, as he softly closed the door beside him.

The human smiled to himself, still feeling the sullen emotion on his chest, to which he instinctively clutched with his hand, keeping his head rested closed on the window. He watched as many things passed by his vision before he heard a static then a piece of soft music playing from the radio.

For an hour, no one spoke. Only the soft music surrounding the air. A comfortable silence between the two was the only thing they needed before Jazz had to stop from his short drive.

"We're here." He informed, softly revving his engine and taking the attention of the boy.

He nodded at him, as he was about to open the door, but Jazz got him first. Jazz opened his door, and said, "after you." He teased.

The boy got out of the car, and let out a mute gasp, with his blurry vision taking the more nearer things, such as trees vividly wallowing his surroundings and the soft yet cold breeze blowing through his body. He just loved little things like that.

Then, he felt something rest on the top of his nose, and a voice teasingly whispered next to his ear, "ya really can't see, if ya don't have this." He whispered, letting out a hot blow of air on his lips and waited to get a cute reaction from him.

With a silent yelp, he turned to the person standing beside him with a faint blush dusting on his face, and took his appearance. The man who stood in front of him eerily resembled someone. He wore a white shirt, a dark blue jacket draped over to his shoulders, and a sunglasses resting on his nose. He was standing in akimbo at him, a smirk playing on his lips, as his sunglasses seemed to glow in the moonlight.

He tilts his head in curiosity, before reluctantly raising his hand up to the man's face. Then, he let it gingerly rest it on the man's face, lifting it up and point his finger onto the car parked beside them.

Jazz grinned at him, and said, "ya got that right, darlin'. Want ah golden medal fo' that?" He asked, raising his human's holoform eyebrow with a smirk turning into a grin.

He softly shook his head at him, before reluctantly holding his hand out. A small hesitant smile presenting on his face, as he looked at Jazz with his big glasses.