re_alignment | [Locked to SG!Starscream

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[Locked to SG!Starscream - video]

[He'd been avoiding Starscream since that... thing after he'd been exploring around Megatronus' quadrant and had he really just not seen it? Why had Blurr seen it? Either way, Cliffjumper had been avoiding Starscream but considering Blurr's stupid... date thing and then that he'd been feeling like he should do something about it.

Nevermind that something felt off, he just couldn't put his finger on it. Maybe it was just because of the realisation and Starscream--- With a groan, and before he decided not to, Cliffjumper turned on the Link.]

Hey, uh, Starscream? I just... [What was he even supposed to say? Squirming and scowling off to the side, Cliffjumper felt the flustered embarrassment, annoyance over his own feelings and that offness just coalesce into... something.]

Got time to, er. Talk?

[... Well, that worked he supposed with a grunt.]

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... yeah?

[Cliffjumper grimaces, but only because Starscream shouldn't look that cute fidgeting, and where does that thought even come from?!

Okay, so he also thinks Starscream looks a bit silly like that, because it's Starscream and the mech shouldn't be able to fidget, but... that doesn't diminish the... uh, adorableness.]

Um. [He huffs, nodding hesitantly and he doesn't want to hear it, even if it'd seemed they'd both been struck by something at that meeting a few days ago. If he doesn't hear whatever Starscream's going to say, he can just pretend Starscream might reciprocate.

That feels kind of embarrassing to think about, really, and Cliffjumper's engine growls a little, but he doesn't move from his position.]

I... suppose I didn't, no. [He's totally not flustered and there was no static in his voice and this is ridiculous!]

No, you didn't.

[ brilliant, Staracream. Because repeating yourself is oh so graceful. Now his wings are even twitching a little, too anxious from being unable to decipher what Cliffjumper's body language is saying. It's silly because here the red mech has already confessed! He has nothing to worry about here.

So why is it so hard to get the words out. ]

Well, you see... The point is that I'm flattered, you know, a-and...

[ he pauses there, field erratic from all of those emotions that he can't quite place. Then he just starts to laugh. ]

This is ridiculous. Cliff, you have been a great friend and companion. Here you went completely out of your comfort zone to tell me this, knowing full well I could turn you down. Now here I am, trying to tell you the same thing without the fear of rejection and I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown!

[ his smile is shy, soft. ]

How do you continue to be so amazing?

[Cliffjumper twitched and then froze as Starscream paused, because all that fidgeting and twitching is doing nothing for his confidence and he can sort of feel a sullen growl begin somewhere---]

Starscream--! [The mech doesn't have to laugh at him! Cliffjumper hisses and curls up tighter, right hand tightening into a fist and then cuts himself off as Starscream actually starts to talk again and...]

You--- Stop that! I ain't--- anything amazing. At all. [His field flexes and flares fitfully as his optics does as well, giving Starscream a rather vicious glare - from flustered embarrassment rather than hurt.]

Just had to say something.

[Even if something still feels... odd about this whole thing, but the fact that Starscream apparently reciprocates is a warm, fluttering tingle in the circuits around his spark chamber.]

You are, though.

[ he doesn't meant to get Cliffjumper all riled. not really. it's only funny and, ah, adorable to a certain degree. then Starscream just feels bad about it. he doesn't feel guilty over his words, though. they are true and spoken from the warmth in his ember. ]

I will continue to offer all of the praise that I can muster until you believe it just a little. Or until you can accept a complement without too much fuss.

[ Starscream has no room to talk about that, really.

he wants to step forward, more into the room. actually, he's twitching with the urge to either sit down by the other to, once more, pull him into something that resembles a hug.

maybe it is odd. exactly what are the chances that this could even happen in real life? but the truth is, he's just too happy to think on it too much. ]

Though... There you have it. I like you as well. In case it wasn't clear what I meant.

Humph. [That's as eloquent as Cliffjumper is in response to that, twisting his lips and crossing his arms over his chest. He can take a compliment perfectly fine, but sometimes Starscream just totally go overboard!

Or maybe they're right not just making him feel extra squirmy because it's Starscream and the accompanying bright tingle in his circuits.]

No I... uh. Got it. [He ducks his helm, optics brightening and loosening his arms to rub the back of his helm and shouldn't this be easier now?]

Ya don't have to stand there ya know. [Angling a glance at Starscream and realising the scientist is basically hovering in the door, he jerks his chin to the side - more into the room, even if he's got no idea what they're going to do now that they've gotten this far.

But leaving Starscream in the doorway just seems silly, even if he's flustered himself.]

[ Starscream is far less nervous now. despite the situation, Cliffjumper now is more readable, more like what the flier is accustomed to. it makes him smile, really. ]

I suppose I don't... Though exactly where would you have me?

[ where should he go instead? he doesn't know what they should be doing next - what is appropriate or not. 8T ]

[Where..? Well, he doesn't know! Cliffjumper's optics flicker around, and then he shrugs, field flexing a bit.]

Uh... dunno. Where ya want to sit, I guess, since at least the desk chair and the be-- er, whatever, all of it ain't fit for just mechs my size.

[All of the extra stuff he'd had to find and get into the room, of course, since the desk and the chair already present, as well as the berth, was fit for someone much bigger than he was.

And it was silly, they were just talking, but mentioning his berth in this situation made him blush, so he'd cut himself off.]

[ he chuckles a little at the cut off - not because he is laughing at Cliffjumper. more like, he understands and is trying not to blush for Cliffjumper's sake. they don't need to make this more awkward than it sort of already is. they are silly, silly mechs. some adults they are...

it makes his smile tight as he shakes his helm to take a seat at the chair. somehow he doubts they will ever really stop skating around each other when it comes to this sort of thing. ]

Ah, well... I suppose you do look rather miniscule in comparison to some of the items in this room.

[ because teasing helps, right? ]

Say what. [Cliffjumper's optics narrow while the glow sharpens and darkens slightly - exaggerately so, he knows, since this is Starscream, it's not meanly meant.]

Outsized or not, they fit me fine.

[Cliffjumper snaps a finger out, pointing, and then, since it's kind of silly to be sitting at opposite ends of the room, he slides off the berth and slumps down on a pouf he's put next to the desk.]

You'd think they could slaggin' well have some variation on the rooms, but no. [His voice drops a little as he grumbles, while he ignores the warm squiggle deeper down at being close to Starscream now that they've confessed.]

There are plenty of individuals here that could customize things for you, Cliffjumper.

[ he's putting that out there. with so many people here, there has to be some variation in talents. everyone comes in every shape and size and perhaps it isn't unreasonable for the FFs to think of that, but ah well. ]

To be honest, it is just as awkward being a larger mech as it is a small one.

[ his smile is apologetic and his ember sort of skips a bit at CJ coming closer. silly thing... ]

I've managed so far, haven't I? [Cliffjumper says with a huff and a dismissive wave of his hand. Sure, the berth was too high up, but that had been solved with somoething to step on.]

Yeah, I suppose it's harder when you're too big to fit onto or into somethin' rather than when ya can't fraggin' reach...

[Shifting in his seat, Cliffjumper looks off. This just sort of feels like avoiding the actual issue.

Not that he's sure what that issue is, really. They'd both confessed, what more was there?]

So... uh.

You also have a jetpack for an extra boost if needed.

[ meanwhile... Starscream is just trying to keep Cliffjumper comfortable. at ease. surely the mini is frazzled enough without the flier pointing things out or even making it worse.

but with all of the shifting and the way that Cliffjumper is still hesitant about something...

Starscream smiles, reaching over to put a hand on a shoulder. ]

I'm not going to do anything without your permission first, if that's what you're worried about.

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I don't think that's very practical inside, ya know. [Even while he rolled his optics, Cliffjumper grinned. The uncertainty present in his earlier trailed off words slid away and he totally didn't get a little warm glow at the touch on his shoulder.

The only reason he didn't dvelve on the strangeness of that because he'd never in his function reacted to being attracted to someone like this, was what Starscream was saying.]

Starscream, I ain't a fraggin' human teenage girl who's worried 'bout her virtue! [He tried for offended and it just came out in a chortle, pushing off the hand on his shoulder - though he did squeeze it, optics brightening as he did so and that was just silly.]

It's just... ain't somethin' that's happened a lot. [Huff.]

True, true... You're hardly some fair maiden locked in a tower that needs saved by her knight.

[ some more chuckling here, withdrawing his hand. the mental image, though... it is amusing.

though... he mimics a very human gesture for awkwardness - coughing into his hand. at the mention of 'virtue' and 'not something that's happened a lot... ]

I apologize, though. You see... It might surprise you, but I've never... Um.

[ he waves a hand about. he's never done ANYTHING like this really. at all. 8T ]

And don't you forget it! [Snorting, Cliffjumper shakes his helm and he's not thinking, at all, about the fact that Starscream brought that up in relation to him.

Because really, if anyone's a princess here, it's Starscream. He can't voice that thought though because what Starscream says next neatly derails him.]

You've never... what? [He's not sure whether he's surprised that Starscream hasn't... kissed? Been together with someone, never gone... ahem, whichever or if he's just not catching on what Starscream's saying.]

[ yeeeeap. going down the awkward train real fast here. this turtle? it's not getting back up. it's just going to roll on its shell perpetually into oblivion.

which means Starscream is looking away. embarrassed. ]

I've never really participated in any romantic activities.

[ that's a nice way of saying it, right? ]

I-It never seemed important. Or, ah, appropriate with the war that had been going on.

[ read: everyone else and their lives are more important to me than getting laid. or being in a relationship with anyone ever. ]

You... uh. [That's... well, he can actually see that, but at the same time it seems... odd that Starscream hasn't anything.]

Connections durin' war's important. [That was totally just parroting what Bombshell's said a few times when he's reluctantly told him things.]

Anyway... [He waves his hand in the air and grins even as he ducks his helm.] Just means I get to show ya, right?

[Then he snorts, even while blushing, optics bright. Because he doesn't really have much experience here either.]

[ after a moment, he's looking back at Cliffjumper. at least he isn't being teased for it - because he has been. ]

You'll show me, hmm?

[ have some chuckling. ]

Oh please, Cliff. Teach me your ways. Do pass on your wisdom oh great one.

Oh, shut the slag up! [Now he's just going to groan and hide his faceplate in his hands because when you say it like that, Starscream...]

Like I know much, just... [Faceplate and too-bright optics still buried in a faceplate and he's not going to leave but he feels a bit annoyed, he gestures loosely with the other hand.]

Few kisses or slag like that.

I couldn't pass that up, Cliffjumper. You know this.

[ but c'mon. don't give him that face. there's still only smiling from him. ]

But. Ah. [ back to blushing himself. and shifting his weight in that chair. ]

I wouldn't mind something like that.

Uh-huh. Whatever you say. [Have a little moue-like grimace as Cliffjumper snorts, glancing up from below his hand and then the next vent stutters out as he blushes.]

Uhm, yeah. I... guess not, huh? [There's way too much thinking about this, and while he knows he gets flustered over this, it also feels like it's too much, a bright flicker in his circuits and it's just... odd.

But even that brief suspicion slides away at the sight of Starscream's fidgeting, and Cliffjumper slowly gets up off his seat.]

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[ if he hadn't been so nervous, so flustered, he might have realized that all of this is a little much. that something is off with the both of them.

but Cliffjumper moves and Starscream's gaze focuses purely on the little mech. ]

But... If you're not ready...

[ he isn't going to force the issue. Starscream really likes the thought, but not at Cluffjumper's expense! ]

[They'll probably both realise it later and feel foolish about it, but hopefully that won't mess up anything too much.]

Why the slag are you askin' me that, huh? you'd think it'd be in the reverse. [Cliffjumper says with a snort, a... maybe shy, little grin teasing around his lips as he stands up in front of Starscream and even with the mech sitting down?

He's not going to reach. And as he frowns, nasal ridge scrunching a bit, he's not sure what he thinks of that.]

[ likely! ]

I just know how you get when you're out of your element. So I just don't want you to get too worked up.

[ but he gets what's going on here. knows that CJ isn't about to reach. ah to be a mini. not mentioning anything about the height, the jet goes ahead and slides off of the chair.

he goes to a knee, to ensure that he is Cliffjumper's height. ]

Your comfort and ease of spark are important to me, you know.

Yeah, yeah, whatever. [He huffs, but he can't deny it, now can he? So Cliffjumper just grumbles, stepping back just enough with a surprised flicker of his optics as Starscream slides off the chair.]

Didn't have to do that, ya know. I ain't some fraggin' protoform. [Even if he's flustered. Cliffjumper mutters even as he leans forward, optics brightening as he pauses just this close of kissing distance...

And then, with a scowl, leans the last shade in.]

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