#transformers holoform

He’s probably on break, now that you think about it. You’re talking yourself up to go over and ask the cute stranger for his number when he glances over at you, away from the person walking their dog that he was watching before. You inhale a sharp breath, fully prepared to be called weird for looking far too long, but he just smiles and offers you a small wave.

You raise your hand in an awkward return gesture, noting how the corners of his eyes crinkle to show his genuine smile even through the mask. You hope to god he doesn’t notice the redness on your face, as he begins to make his way over. You curiously note the subtle feeling in the air that changes when he comes closer, feeling similar to static electricity.

“Hi there, mind if I join you?” The stranger tilts his head to the side and smiles at you again, one hand tucked in his jacket pocket and the other gesturing to the bench. His eyes are even brighter up close, and certainly don’t look natural despite their beauty. It makes you want to ask about them, but that’s probably rude.

“Oh, sure!” You scoot to the side to give him more space, and he politely sits with a small distance between you. An awkward silence comes over you for a moment as you notice just how strong the electrical sensation from before has become now that’s he’s next to you. It’s quick to dissipate when he clears his throat, and you shake your head to gather yourself.

“Right, um. Sorry for staring before, I honestly just thought you-” You mentally chastised yourself for fumbling over your words, but between the handsome person next to you and the weird feeling crawling up your back you can’t really think straight. Despite that, you recall your plan to ask him for his number a few minutes prior, “-just thought you were cute, is all.” His eyes blink in surprise, quickly bleeding into a closed eyed smile, laughing after he processes what you said.

“Heh, thank you. You’re pretty cute too, but if you don’t mind me asking, are you alright?” He looks concerned as he speaks, his eyebrows furrowed. He’s intentionally made no move to get closer to you for fear he might make you uncomfortable, but when you lift your hands and urgently shake your head no, his shoulders relax a bit.

“Oh, I’m fine! I just felt a little, well- I’m not sure. It kind of feels like static? Did you notice it too or do I just sound crazy right now?” Feeling even more awkward than before, you laugh a little at your own words, hoping you aren’t making a horrible first impression in front of the cute stranger you haven’t even exchanged names with yet. His surprised expression from before returns, but this time it doesn’t turn into quite a genuine smile, merely a sheepish nod. It makes you feel like you’ve said something wrong and as you quickly attempt to analyze your words from before, he lifts a hand to the back of his neck.

“Ah, I see. No, I hadn’t noticed that, but I suppose you should know who you’re talking to.” You wonder what he means, furrowing your brows in response with a confused noise and hand gesture to match. He thinks you look cute like that, and the thought makes him a little more worried at what you’ll say.

“Have you heard of Cybertronians? The transforming living vehicles that are new to Earth?” Facing you know, he makes a point to lean back slightly, not fully convinced that he isn’t about to scare the daylight out of you. Or at least make you think he’s lost his mind.

Cybertronians aren’t actually new to this planet, at least not as new as the general public thinks. But in recent years they’ve revealed themselves, with the conclusion of the war, allowing them to pursue lives of their own here on your planet. Some humans have received the news of their species presence better than others, and some are just plain terrified. It’s reasonable, but he still can’t help the way his spark constricts at the thought. It’s why hes been using his holoavatar so much, to be amongst humans and learn about them and Earth. He hasn’t seen anyone as cute as you before though, so he figured he’d shoot his shot. What he hadn’t accounted for, unfortunately, was you being able to feel his EM field even with his avatar. He’s probably been walking around making people feel uneasy and hadn’t even known, and he kind of wishes the Earth would open up and swallow him whole right now.

“Oh, yes I have actually! They were all over the news a few months back, some people were pretty horrible to them.” His hands tense in his pockets, bracing for having to make it back to his alt mode, hopefully without much of a scene.

“Honestly, I don’t get it. We have more than enough room for everyone. Then again, humans have a history with this sort of thing, so I’m really not surprised.” You look almost sad, in a way. He hadn’t realized a humans expression to tug on his spark so much.

“Why do you ask?” You bounce back and look at him again, a small smile on your face. So you aren’t one of the humans who wants them gone, a thought that has his own smile creeping back up behind his mask immediately. He laughs a little, the tension leaving his body in an instant.

“Hah, well. Would you believe me if i told you am I one?” His voice softens, the last part barely audible to the point of you having to lean closer to hear him. The static sensation gets stronger, buzzing against your skin. It feels- somehow warm? It’s comforting in its own way. You certainly could get used to it,,

You’re stunned, feeling a little silly at how loudly you gasp when some of the other people around you give you weird looks. You quickly, albeit awkwardly, wave them off with a laugh.

“You- wait is that what this feeling is? I-it’s not bad or anything! And wait are you supposed to be telling me that? How are you a human right now?” For all your sudden questions, you keep your voice to a whisper and he appreciates that. You aren’t judging him, you aren’t scared, just genuinely curious. It makes him feel welcome, and gives him a little more hope that he can truly make a life for himself out here. Cybertron just didn’t feel like home after the war, and Earth is nice. It’s peaceful and quite pretty.

He laughs again, reaching up to pull his mask down and reveal the rest of his face. You glance probably a little too long at his lips, and when you dart your eyes back to his, you don’t miss the mischievous little glint within them. ‘Ah fuck, he definitely noticed.’

“It’s fine for you to know, and I’m not actually a human. This is just an avatar. It lets me walk around without using my real body. Earth isn’t exactly sized for people like me.” A smile that cute should be illegal.

“So like, a hologram? That’s really cool actually, can everyone from your planet do that?” You tilt your head to the side slightly, pursing your lips together. Your hair moves in a way that’s extremely alien to him, but he likes it. He’s always wondered if humans are as soft as they look, but feels like it would be weird to ask.

“Pretty much, and I can change the appearance too.” You nod along with what he says, taking in every word. “But judging by your reaction, I think I’ll be keeping this one just how it is.” Your eyes shoot wide, realization dawning on you. Can almost feel the teasing oozing from his words despite his soft tone.

“Eheh, was I that obvious? I guess I did say you were cute before- and I still think so! But are you really okay with a human saying that sort of thing? I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable at all. I don’t really know what is and isn’t taboo for you guys-“ You once again find yourself treading new waters, really hoping that you don’t end up inadvertently offending this person you’ve grown even more interested in now.

“I don’t mind at all, and you don’t need to worry about any of that. You’re really sweet for caring though, thank you.” Are all humans this adorable? You’re trying so hard to make him comfortable even after he told you he’s an alien. Maybe you don’t believe it and are just humoring him? No, that isn’t right. Your little human EM field isn’t giving any indication of that anyway. It feels happy, and maybe a little flustered too. Wonders if you can tell how much he already likes you, since he now knows you can feel his own field too.

Maybe you’ll change your mind upon seeing his real form. There’s nothing saying you aren’t just attracted to his human avatar after all. But a part of him says that you aren’t the type- is this that ‘gut instinct’ he heard humans talk about?

“Oh, and if you’re curious,” He lifts a hand and points to an unmarked red and white ambulance in the parks parking lot, not too far away from where you two are sitting. It’s in a sunny spot and you immediately feel like he’s probably burning up over there without any shade.

“That’s you huh. Hm, doctor then? The ambulance kind of gives it away.” You glance back to him with a cheeky grin. Oooh boy, do you like his alt mode? Doesn’t know what he’ll do if such a cute human finds his real form attractive. Has seen the car shows humans put on though, so maybe it isn’t too far fetched..

“Yep, I’m the Chief Medical Officer for the Autobots, after my predecessor passed on the title to me a few-“ He hesitates, thinking you might not be prepared to hear that he’s several million years old given how long that is for all of you- “a few years ago.” He finishes off with a chuckle.

“Chief medical officer, huh? So you’re the real deal, that sounds like a lot on your plate. I guess the park is a good place to unwind though.” He watched your eyes scan over his alt mode a second time. He really hopes you can’t read his EM field despite feeling it because he is not being subtle right now.

“I wouldn’t go that far, I’m certainly no Ratchet. But I’m trying to learn more about humans, hopefully one day I’ll be able to help treat them. Organic medicine is very different though, and it’s been difficult getting a hang of things.” He sighs, a little worn down from how much work he’s been putting in lately. He’s enjoying it though, and he really does find it rewarding to help others, including humans. So it’s worth the effort.

“Ratchet? Is that your predecessors name?”

“Ah yeah, sorry. Oh, and speaking of names, it seems like I forgot.” He reaches out a hand in offering to yours, and you accept it. He doesn’t really understand the point of this greeting, but he likes the way your hand feels in his. So humans are as soft as they look. Great, that’s gonna be stuck in his head now. “I’m First Aid, it’s nice to meet you.”

“I’m Y/n, it’s nice to meet you too, First Aid.” A fitting name for a doctor, you’d heard a few bots names before in passing and on the news, and they always seem very.. on the nose. It’s cute, you think. “Maybe we can hangout again sometime?”

“I’d like that a lot, actually. Here, I’ve noticed humans exchanging these when they meet, but I’m still pretty new to human customs.” First Aid fumbles with a pen and notepad in his lab coat for a moment, then hands you what looks like a phone number on a slip of paper- the little heart on the bottom next to your name makes your stomach do a mini summersault. You feel silly for forgetting the ‘oh so master crafted’ plan of asking him for it first. Hmph. Beat you to the punch.

“Oh- right. I was gonna ask you for your number before- uh, here’s mine!” You fumble for a second to jot yours down on a different slip of paper, borrowing the notepad and pen he hands you from his jacket pocket. Classic doctor move.

“So, uh, if it’s okay with you-“ Your expression is a cute mixture of excitement and nervousness. He takes the slip of paper from your hand and slips it into his pocket, your fingers grazing his and feeling like he’s got a little crush brewing already. Not that you’re in much a different boat, given the redness of your cheeks. Wait, can his avatar do that too?-

“Same time tomorrow?”

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Note: I know most people wouldn’t hear someone say they’re a giant alien robot and just be like ‘oh really😏’ but I’m having fun DON’T LOOK AT ME- but do go look at more art by @optionalplane please because it’s absolutely incredible teehee