"Why do you do this to me (y/n)?!"

Crosshairs roared as her clenched his servos into fists.

"Do what?!" I scream back.

"Flirt with every bot besides me! I'm your sparkmate!"

He thinks I flirt with other bots?! 

"You call being nice flirting?"

He growls.

"Whenever I want to spend time with you or even talk, your always with Drift or Bee or something! I'm sick of it!"

"Then come and interrupt the conversation and take me away!"

Some nerve he has, calling me out on being who I am as a bot! 

We both stay silent for a few minutes and take everything in.

"Do you love me?" He hisses in a harsh whisper. I look over at him.

"You know I do."

He stays silent and transforms into his corvette stingray and speeds off.

This fight started when I was telling a story about me and Bee racing each other.  I was saying 'Bee this' or 'Bee that' and he totally lost it. I love him so much, he has no idea. I'm allowed to have fun.

I sigh and sit with my helm in my servos. Relationships are hard, especially when one of you is a hothead who hates everything. I let one tear escape my optics but that was it. I have to be strong and not show that I'm weak.

I hear the sound of pedes come toward me then stop.  I look up to find Optimus.

"May I?"

He gestures to sit next to me. I nod and he sits.

"Crosshairs has a wild spark, it cannot be contained."

"You got that right."

"But it can be controlled to an extent."

This catches my attention. I look up to him confused.

"What do you mean?"

"It seems that Crosshairs is possessive over you, keeping you safe at all costs. You have the advantage here (y/n),  you are the only one who can control his emotions. He listens to you. It is your responsibility to keep him in line and tell him what you want, stand up for yourself. Trust me, he will listen."

I think about this. Cross is very protective over me and always seems to be waiting on me hand and foot. I can control his actions to an extent, and he does listen to me most of the time. 

"Thank you Optimus, you have showed me the light in the darkness."

He nods.

"You are a very sophisticated and bold femme, no wonder Crosshairs fell for you."

I smile and he gets up and leaves to go do Optimus stuff. I transform into my black Dodge Challenger and race to Cross. I know he is at the edge of our favorite cliff. I slow down when it comes into view. I transform and see Cross standing, over looking the valley and watching the sunset.

Quietly and slowly, I walk to him until I'm standing next to him. 

"Beautiful isn't?" He breaks the silence.

"Like some mech I know." I smile.

He looks over and down at me.

"Don't forget a certain femme."

I blush and walk in front of him and look up.

"I'm sorry, I have been talking a lot about Bee and Drift lately."

He shakes his head.

"Don't apologize dove, it's mi fault for bein' a fraggin' hothead all the time."

I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck. Our faceplates are inches apart. 

"I like the hothead."

He smirks.

"He's the best ain't he."

He closes the space between us and takes my lips in a beautiful yet rough kiss. I kiss back and he picks me up. I let out a small squeal as he lays me and himself on the ground. I'm laying onto of him with my audio receptor to his chassis. 

"I love ya dove."

I smile and peck a kiss on his lips.

"Love you to Cross."