Thundercracker woke up to warmth and softness pressed up against him. He groggily opened his eyes, prepared to sit up and stretch the way he usually did after cold, stiff nights spent in the darkness between worlds. Then Thundercracker froze.
He remembered the night before - magical, soft, warm, happy - and glanced to his left. Starscream, still fast asleep. He didn't want to disturb him, so instead, Thundercracker got out of the berth slowly and carefully.
It took a little bit of prowling through the base quietly, as to not be detected, until he found an energon dispenser. He got two cubes and snatched a bag of energon sweets he saw lying around. Thundercracker walked slowly back, careful not to spill anything.
Starscream felt the pressure against his frame leave and woke up. He was a light sleeper from the Decepticon army and such little things managed to wake him up. The pressure also felt nice and when it disappeared, he felt lonely. He tried to reach out for the pressure, but only managed to brush his digits over something soft and fluffy, before that also disappeared. He knew that softness, though. That softness he was wrapped in last night. Last night.
His optics suddenly shot open, as he remembered last night. It was beautiful. The softness, the warmth, the purity of the moment, and in the middle of it all, the bot that he cared for the most. Whom he would kill for. Whom he would give the love he deserves, that his own universe couldn't give him. Thundercracker. Darling of his. But Thundercracker wasn't there. He left. And Starscream doesn't know where he is. He decided that he'll look for him, but he has to get out of the pillows and blankets of the nest first. And he doesn't want to leave the warmth that the other left behind.
But eventually he sat up, still tired and hazy, and looked around, scanning his surroundings when he suddenly saw his precious bit in the door frame. He stood up, to help him with the things he carried. Energon sweets and liquid energon. He took one of the energon cubes and just stood in front of him. He noticed how small Thundercracker is compared to him and how he could easily kiss his forehead. But he held back. He didn't know if he could. But he dipped his head down onto the bird's shoulder, his head so close to Thundercracker's neck.
