#sensei

Along the Same Path

Referencing this post https://www.tumblr.com/isdantah/812243357669703680/wanna-see-drift-meet-their-sparklings?source=share

Hello! So Slipstream & Jetstorm were Drift's students long ago when they were sparklings (and pretty much like in RiD2015, Drift left Shadow Raker to bring the two away from decepticons), and at "the Sparklings Deal" events, the two have now become adults (they are older than Atalanta or Windrider).

But being big grown robots doesn't erase their "Sensei habits" at all.

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Emotionally quiet, physically expressive. Shota isn’t the type to say “I love you” on a loop—but he shows it in how he makes sure you sleep enough, in how he always walks on the traffic side of the street, in how he never forgets the little things you like.

He doesn’t care for grand gestures—but when he does something significant for you (like adopting a stray cat you glanced at once), it hits like a punch to the chest.

He won’t say much in a group, but once it’s just you two, and it’s 1 a.m. and he’s half-asleep, that’s when you get the softest parts of him.

His ideal night is you reading next to him while he grades papers with his hair down, cats curled up by your feet.

You have a designated drawer in his apartment before he even asks you to move in. It just quietly becomes your drawer. And then a whole shelf. And then the keys.

He teaches you how to tie his capture scarf—not because he thinks you'll need it, but because "just in case." (He trusts you that much.)

He remembers everything you tell him, even things you’ve forgotten you said.

Acts of service king. He makes sure your favorite brand of tea is always stocked. Your shoes are always by the door when it’s raining. He folds your clothes better than you do.

Not big on PDA but will loop his pinky with yours or rest his hand on the small of your back in a crowd. He keeps you close quietly.

You sleep with at least one cat between you. Always. No arguments.

When he’s dead tired, he sleeps with his head on your stomach or thigh, tension melting out of his body the moment you touch his hair.

He mumbles nonsense sometimes in his sleep. You’ve heard him mutter about expulsion forms, kittens, and “tell Hizashi to stop touching my thermos.”

He once fell asleep mid-sentence while telling you he loved you. You teased him for it. He just said: “You already know how I feel.”

He gives you his scarf without thinking about it—whether it's cold or just because you look cute in it.

He once broke into your apartment (using rational logic and a hairpin) because you weren’t answering your phone and he “just needed to check you were alive.”

Has a folder of cat memes he keeps just for you.