Binder-break
Trans reader isn't wearing their binder, which Optimus notices. This confuses him and he asks some questions.
About this fic:
ftm reader, sfw, OP is a respectful icon as always, mention of chest-binding
1.037 words
The Prime gazes over to you, rather intrigued by the sudden change in your physique he noticed.
Of course you notice that and cross your arms over your chest, flustered but also feeling quite uncomfortable in this situation.
"Stop staring, please?", you managed to get out.
Optimus hadn't noticed that he had a fixed look on you and shifted his gaze.
"I apologize. I could not help but notice your chest."
"I know I'm not wearing a binder, no need to stare like that."
This sentence has the Prime bewildered. What could that statement mean?
"I apologize for asking, but what is a binder?", he asked, emphasizing on the last word.
Your eyes widen for a moment, before sheepishly looking to the side, away from the Prime's bright blue optics, which were fixed on you again.
"To make it simple, it's a tight piece of clothing worn to flatten your chest. I'm not wearing it right now, so my chest isn't flat obviously."
Optimus notices that you appear to be tense so he tries to convey his interest and that his intention are not of any harm, in hopes of making you feel more at ease.
"That sounds quite interesting. If I may ask, why are you not wearing it at the moment, if doing so makes you uncomfortable?"
You look back at the Prime, seeing his optics glowing attentively.
"Well... Like I said, it's tight. Wearing it too often or for too long can actually be harmful. And also, it's really warm today and I knew that if I wore it, I would simply die from the heat."
That alarmed Optimus, who didn't catch the sarcasm in your voice.
"Wearing the binder is dangerous?"
His voice filled with concern, he puts a servo on the railing infront of him. "Are there any other solutions that do not have the potential to cause you harm?"
Flustered by the Prime's sudden concern, you smiled awkwardly.
"It's only temporary. I make sure not too strain my body, don't worry. A better solution would be a mastectomy, but that has to wait unfortunately."
You grew more shy as the Prime continues looking at you.
"The struggle of being transgender haha.", you add nervously, trying to conceal your growing nervosity.
Optimus blinks, taking in the information he has gathered and smiles warmly.
Upon seeing this you could swear you felt your heart flutter in that moment.
You rarely see Optimus relaxed, not to mention smile.
Did you ever see him smile before? Why was he smiling at you? But he did look beautiful doing so...
Your thoughts racing, you couldn't manage to get anything out. Now blushing you clear your throat, the attempt of saying something still unsuccessful.
In an effort to appear more confident, you place your arms on your hips..This has you feeling dysphoric though, so you end up crossing them over your chest again.
"I would like to learn more about your circumstances, if you allow. This conversation has garnered my interest."
And now he wants to know more about you?
This unfortunately attractive 8 meter tall robot from outer space?! I mean, you weren't complaining, it just caught you by surprise.
"Eh, sure. If you've got the time at hand I can tell you more."
Optimus nods in response. "Would you like to be in a more private environment for this? This appears to be a personal topic of discussion."
Now wth could he mean by that?!
You look around the place. There weren't many people. Actually just Ratchet and Ironhide, who were bickering about something.
You snicker, watching the scene unfold, then you look back at the Prime before you and nod. "Sure, where do you wanna go?"
"I suggest we go for a drive."
You feel the blood rushing to your cheeks at that statement.
You would be sitting in Optimus' cabin...?!
"Uhh, like right now?"
You gain another nod from the bot before you.
"Okay sure why not?"
You make your way down from the platform, while Optimus transformed into his altmode.
"Fuck...", you mumble under your breath, hoping the semi didn't hear it.
The driver's door opens as you approach the vehicle. Hesitant, you get in and gently close it.
Right as you sat down a voice comes from the radio, startling you. "Geez...", you whisper as Optimus advises you to use the seatbelt. As much as you love that deep voice, that definitely caught you off guard.
The Peterbilt rumbles as the engine starts and Optimus starts moving.
You two leave the base in silence, and your was certain the Prime could hear your heart rate going like 120.
There was so much you wanted to say right now but where should you start?
Luckily Optimus took over, asking a question.
"Did you choose your current designation on your own? I assume here on earth it is also the parents that name their offspring at birth"
You nod, then realizing that Optimus probably can't see it so you turn to speak.
"Yes, I chose a different name from the one I was given. And I do not intend on disclosing that information."
You then recognized that the way you said that could come off as rude. "It's just that my deadname, that's what it's called, is something I'd like to leave in the past. You know? Like a fresh start."
"I understand.", the deep voice from the radio responds. But not in annoyance or boredom. No, he really appears to be interested, focused even.
"This matter is something entirely new to me, so I do not know what questions are suitable to ask."
You felt your body relax, now knowing that Optimus was actually interested.
The Prime just didn't know where to start asking.
You thought it was kinda cute actually.
"Well, then I guess I just start and we'll see where this is gonna go. Feel free to ask when there's something you don't understand or want me to elaborate on."
You lean back into the seat, feeling at ease now. "Buckle up Prime, this is gonna be a loooong ride."
A low chuckle came from the radio, and you felt your cheeks becoming red again, but still you continued.



















