Together, Chapter One, The Movie
Title: Together
Rating: K+
'verse: AU, G1
Characters: Prowl and Jazz
Warnings: None
Summary: Jazz drags Prowl to the movies.
Disclaimer: Transformers don't belong to me. Same goes for the blog My OPT - I just use prompts.
AN: I wanted to have completely plotless series. Something fluffy and cuddly, that just makes you warm while writing and reading it. The chapters here are based in the same universe - before the war, focusing mainly Prowl and Jazz's relationship. No plot, just fuzzies. Some will be long, others not so much. It will be mentioned if the chapters are connected. ^^
Cybertron
Praxus, Crystal City
Jazz grinned as he all but dragged Prowl towards the Grad Movie Theater in Praxus. The Enforcer made grunting noises as many of the citizens cast them curious glances. After all, it wasn't every orn a Law mech was literally dragged in the open - that never tended to be good. But all who were Praxian were able to read Prowl's body language and it was not hostile in the bit.
Annoyed? Yes. Wishing to be someplace else? Yup. Loving the person dragging enough to actually allow them to do it? Definitely YES.
"Two tickets for 'When Primus got drunk' please." Jazz said at the boot, one hand firmly holding Prowl's, their fingers twined.
::Of all the movies, you had to pick to most bizarre, didn't you?:: Prowl asked over the comms as they received their tickets and got in. It was pointless to fight now - maybe he would be able to recharge in there if Jazz got distracted enough with the movie.
::Of course.:: Jazz grinned as they sat in the back row, carefully hidden in the shadows and from view. Mech's had to turn back if they wanted to see them, and even then it would difficult to spot them. ::Good thing we're not gonna watch the movie then.::
::What?:: Prowl sat down, looking at Jazz curiously as the mech made himself comfortable next to him.
::You'll see.:: Jazz purred in obvious anticipation as Prowl regarded him suspiciously. His lover looked far too smug to be good.
The lights dimmed and the Enforcer felt Jazz snuggle next to him, that small motion prompting his lips to curl just the tiniest bit. The opening music started and that's when he felt gentle kissed to his left audio…
::Jazz…:: Prowl warned.
::Surprise. Definitely not gonna watch this thing. Not when I have a sexy Praxian at my disposal.::
::…You never intended to watch the movie, did you?:: Prowl asked as Jazz captured his lips, trying to deepen the kiss.
::Nope. This is way better.::
::You know, we could have done this at home. Where there won't be prying optics.::
::Now where's the fun in that?:: Jazz smirked against Prowl and broke the kiss to glance at the movie for a moment. However, the current scene captured his attention for a moment and Jazz pulled back to sit properly at his seat.
Curios at the sudden change, Prowl followed Jazz gaze, expecting to see something preposterous and insane, only for his own interested to get sparked. Which didn't happen often. Prowl didn't do movies. When he had first started dating Jazz, he knew that the mech liked them and Prowl treated the mech often to the movies, but as persuasive as Jazz was, he quickly caught on that Prowl wasn't a fan, didn't push on the subject, for which Prowl was truly grateful. It was that attentive respect Jazz had been one of the first things that attracted the Enforcer in his companion.
But all in all, Prowl was a book mech. Yet that didn't mean he didn't appreciate a good movie, as rare as they were. The enforcer leaned back in his seat as the scene changed. It looked like this would be one of those rare times…
0000
"Did you SEE that?!" Jazz exclaimed as they walked home. The night was too warm and beautiful, to be wasted in alt-mode. "I mean… I NEVER saw that coming!"
Prowl nodded, "It was rather twisted, but once you think about it, more then plausible."
"I still feel bad for that Songtwist." Jazz squeezed Prowl's hand that was in his own.
Prowl just hummed in response and stopped as Jazz came to a sudden halt. The smaller mech was grinning from audio to audio.
"Well, the night didn't go as planned." Jazz laughed, "I bring ya to the movies to make out, choosing the most bizarre and boring movie there was, only for us to end up liking it!"
Prowl chuckled quietly, "Irony."
"Yup." Jazz grinned at him and they resumed their calm pace, hand in hand, "Though it would've been nice to make-out too…"
"The night is young, who says we can't once we reach home-"
Prowl almost toppled over as Jazz suddenly leaped forward, "Then why are we wastin' time! C'mon Prowler!" And thoroughly started dragging his partner that night, again.
Only this time, said partner was hardly resisting.
More to come ^^
Rating: K+
'verse: AU, G1
Characters: Prowl and Jazz
Warnings: None
Summary: Jazz drags Prowl to the movies.
Disclaimer: Transformers don't belong to me. Same goes for the blog My OPT - I just use prompts.
AN: I wanted to have completely plotless series. Something fluffy and cuddly, that just makes you warm while writing and reading it. The chapters here are based in the same universe - before the war, focusing mainly Prowl and Jazz's relationship. No plot, just fuzzies. Some will be long, others not so much. It will be mentioned if the chapters are connected. ^^
Cybertron
Praxus, Crystal City
Jazz grinned as he all but dragged Prowl towards the Grad Movie Theater in Praxus. The Enforcer made grunting noises as many of the citizens cast them curious glances. After all, it wasn't every orn a Law mech was literally dragged in the open - that never tended to be good. But all who were Praxian were able to read Prowl's body language and it was not hostile in the bit.
Annoyed? Yes. Wishing to be someplace else? Yup. Loving the person dragging enough to actually allow them to do it? Definitely YES.
"Two tickets for 'When Primus got drunk' please." Jazz said at the boot, one hand firmly holding Prowl's, their fingers twined.
::Of all the movies, you had to pick to most bizarre, didn't you?:: Prowl asked over the comms as they received their tickets and got in. It was pointless to fight now - maybe he would be able to recharge in there if Jazz got distracted enough with the movie.
::Of course.:: Jazz grinned as they sat in the back row, carefully hidden in the shadows and from view. Mech's had to turn back if they wanted to see them, and even then it would difficult to spot them. ::Good thing we're not gonna watch the movie then.::
::What?:: Prowl sat down, looking at Jazz curiously as the mech made himself comfortable next to him.
::You'll see.:: Jazz purred in obvious anticipation as Prowl regarded him suspiciously. His lover looked far too smug to be good.
The lights dimmed and the Enforcer felt Jazz snuggle next to him, that small motion prompting his lips to curl just the tiniest bit. The opening music started and that's when he felt gentle kissed to his left audio…
::Jazz…:: Prowl warned.
::Surprise. Definitely not gonna watch this thing. Not when I have a sexy Praxian at my disposal.::
::…You never intended to watch the movie, did you?:: Prowl asked as Jazz captured his lips, trying to deepen the kiss.
::Nope. This is way better.::
::You know, we could have done this at home. Where there won't be prying optics.::
::Now where's the fun in that?:: Jazz smirked against Prowl and broke the kiss to glance at the movie for a moment. However, the current scene captured his attention for a moment and Jazz pulled back to sit properly at his seat.
Curios at the sudden change, Prowl followed Jazz gaze, expecting to see something preposterous and insane, only for his own interested to get sparked. Which didn't happen often. Prowl didn't do movies. When he had first started dating Jazz, he knew that the mech liked them and Prowl treated the mech often to the movies, but as persuasive as Jazz was, he quickly caught on that Prowl wasn't a fan, didn't push on the subject, for which Prowl was truly grateful. It was that attentive respect Jazz had been one of the first things that attracted the Enforcer in his companion.
But all in all, Prowl was a book mech. Yet that didn't mean he didn't appreciate a good movie, as rare as they were. The enforcer leaned back in his seat as the scene changed. It looked like this would be one of those rare times…
0000
"Did you SEE that?!" Jazz exclaimed as they walked home. The night was too warm and beautiful, to be wasted in alt-mode. "I mean… I NEVER saw that coming!"
Prowl nodded, "It was rather twisted, but once you think about it, more then plausible."
"I still feel bad for that Songtwist." Jazz squeezed Prowl's hand that was in his own.
Prowl just hummed in response and stopped as Jazz came to a sudden halt. The smaller mech was grinning from audio to audio.
"Well, the night didn't go as planned." Jazz laughed, "I bring ya to the movies to make out, choosing the most bizarre and boring movie there was, only for us to end up liking it!"
Prowl chuckled quietly, "Irony."
"Yup." Jazz grinned at him and they resumed their calm pace, hand in hand, "Though it would've been nice to make-out too…"
"The night is young, who says we can't once we reach home-"
Prowl almost toppled over as Jazz suddenly leaped forward, "Then why are we wastin' time! C'mon Prowler!" And thoroughly started dragging his partner that night, again.
Only this time, said partner was hardly resisting.
More to come ^^