Bulkhead look up from his work long enough to notice the festive decoration hovering over the war lord's helm. "Sari told me about those last Christmas. You know what this means don't you?"
⚔—;;“Unfortunately, yes. And apparently that means you receive a kiss as well, Autobot. You should be honoured.”
And with that, he pressed his lips to the apparent expert’s jaw.
“Aw shucks,” he rubs his jaw. “You know, besides the kidnapping, the threat of removing my head, the force labour and poor working conditions. You’re not that bad of a bot to work for.”
He returns the gesture to the best of his abilities, pecking him on the chin.
“Merry Christmas, temp boss-bot.”













