TF Fic: If You Had My Love (2/5)
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro, not me.
Pairings: Red Alert/Inferno
Rating: PG
Notes: A continuation from the drabble here.
Summary: Inferno decides the state of their relationship.
What Makes You Happy:
"Hey, 'ferno, how'd Red take the news?" Jazz asked excitedly when he walked into his friend. But he paused once he noticed the energon leaking from the firetruck's optics.
Thinking quickly, Jazz escorted Inferno out of the hallway away from prying eyes, and decided to give him some privacy in his room. And not willing to leave him alone with his pain, the Porsche simply sat quietly and waited to listen.
It hurt him to see any of his friends in pain, and he so badly wanted to rip Red Alert a new one, assuming he didn't want the sparkling, but he kept his thoughts to himself and waited for a proper explanation as to what had happened. Needless to say, when he was finally told, he was surprised to find out that Red didn't know about the new spark, and had broken up with Inferno due to uncertainty of his feelings towards the firetruck.
"Aw, 'ferno, you still shoulda told 'im. Then maybe he would've realized how he really felt about ya," Jazz pointed out.
"Or feel obligated to stay with me. I don't want that," Inferno argued, and continued with, "I want him to love me, like I love him!"
"Then why didn't ya tell 'im? He should know how ya feel."
"And hurt him in the process? No, I wouldn't do that!"
"Hurt 'im? What about you?"
A timid knock on the door jarred the two out of their argument, and then Jazz went to answer it. It was Red Alert. Misery and guilt were written all over his features and his posture was that of anxiety.
"Hey Red, came to talk to 'ferno?" Jazz asked as casually as he could, despite his slight frustration at these turn of events.
The other mech nodded meekly, and was then permitted inside the room. He gasped at the sight of Inferno, who had clearly been crying, and now felt even worse than when he had found out about the sparkling.
"I'll leave ya two alone to settle things," Jazz said, and did just that. He hoped this issue would resolve itself before any further spark ache occurred.
For a few kliks it remained silent in the room, as both were unsure of what to say, until finally, Red Alert asked, "Inferno, why didn't you tell me you were with spark?"
The firetruck looked away before answering, "I...I didn't want to pressure you..."
"You still should've told me, instead of letting me find out from Bumblebee."
"I'm sorry, okay?! I couldn't bring myself to say anything, not after what you said!" Inferno shouted, fresh tears emitting from his optics.
"No, Inferno, I'm sorry, I should've discussed these doubts of mine with you sooner," Red Alert stated, setting himself on his knees in front of his ex-mate, and tears starting to form in his own optics. He then added, "I should've considered your feelings, not just my own. I'm sorry."
Emitting a sob, Inferno asked, "Why can't you love me?"
"But I do love you," Red Alert replied.
"How can I believe you after what you admitted earlier? How do I know you're not just doing this for the sparkling?"
The lambo thought for a moment before saying, "Bond with me."
Inferno was stunned, and for a klik he didn't know what to say or do. He had always wanted to bond with Red Alert, but with the way things were now, he wasn't so sure anymore. And it was that uncertainty that determined his answer.
"No," he said firmly.
"What?" Red Alert responded, shocked.
"I said no, Red. I can't and won't bond with you."
"But--but why? I thought you wanted--"
"I do want to bond with you, Red, more than anything I want to bond with you. But I won't do it if you're just trying to prove something. Bonding is something special, and I want you to bond with me cause it makes you happy."
"Inferno," Red attempted to speak.
"Don't, Red, just stop before you hurt me any further."
"I'm sorry..."
"I know, but it can't be helped," the firetruck replied with a sad smile. He then asked, "Just promise me that you'll find the mech that makes you happy, okay?"
Feeling more torn than anything, Red Alert nodded, and shortly thereafter left the room to his own.
-tbc
Woo, another sad chapter. Things will get better though, promise :3
Pairings: Red Alert/Inferno
Rating: PG
Notes: A continuation from the drabble here.
Summary: Inferno decides the state of their relationship.
What Makes You Happy:
"Hey, 'ferno, how'd Red take the news?" Jazz asked excitedly when he walked into his friend. But he paused once he noticed the energon leaking from the firetruck's optics.
Thinking quickly, Jazz escorted Inferno out of the hallway away from prying eyes, and decided to give him some privacy in his room. And not willing to leave him alone with his pain, the Porsche simply sat quietly and waited to listen.
It hurt him to see any of his friends in pain, and he so badly wanted to rip Red Alert a new one, assuming he didn't want the sparkling, but he kept his thoughts to himself and waited for a proper explanation as to what had happened. Needless to say, when he was finally told, he was surprised to find out that Red didn't know about the new spark, and had broken up with Inferno due to uncertainty of his feelings towards the firetruck.
"Aw, 'ferno, you still shoulda told 'im. Then maybe he would've realized how he really felt about ya," Jazz pointed out.
"Or feel obligated to stay with me. I don't want that," Inferno argued, and continued with, "I want him to love me, like I love him!"
"Then why didn't ya tell 'im? He should know how ya feel."
"And hurt him in the process? No, I wouldn't do that!"
"Hurt 'im? What about you?"
A timid knock on the door jarred the two out of their argument, and then Jazz went to answer it. It was Red Alert. Misery and guilt were written all over his features and his posture was that of anxiety.
"Hey Red, came to talk to 'ferno?" Jazz asked as casually as he could, despite his slight frustration at these turn of events.
The other mech nodded meekly, and was then permitted inside the room. He gasped at the sight of Inferno, who had clearly been crying, and now felt even worse than when he had found out about the sparkling.
"I'll leave ya two alone to settle things," Jazz said, and did just that. He hoped this issue would resolve itself before any further spark ache occurred.
For a few kliks it remained silent in the room, as both were unsure of what to say, until finally, Red Alert asked, "Inferno, why didn't you tell me you were with spark?"
The firetruck looked away before answering, "I...I didn't want to pressure you..."
"You still should've told me, instead of letting me find out from Bumblebee."
"I'm sorry, okay?! I couldn't bring myself to say anything, not after what you said!" Inferno shouted, fresh tears emitting from his optics.
"No, Inferno, I'm sorry, I should've discussed these doubts of mine with you sooner," Red Alert stated, setting himself on his knees in front of his ex-mate, and tears starting to form in his own optics. He then added, "I should've considered your feelings, not just my own. I'm sorry."
Emitting a sob, Inferno asked, "Why can't you love me?"
"But I do love you," Red Alert replied.
"How can I believe you after what you admitted earlier? How do I know you're not just doing this for the sparkling?"
The lambo thought for a moment before saying, "Bond with me."
Inferno was stunned, and for a klik he didn't know what to say or do. He had always wanted to bond with Red Alert, but with the way things were now, he wasn't so sure anymore. And it was that uncertainty that determined his answer.
"No," he said firmly.
"What?" Red Alert responded, shocked.
"I said no, Red. I can't and won't bond with you."
"But--but why? I thought you wanted--"
"I do want to bond with you, Red, more than anything I want to bond with you. But I won't do it if you're just trying to prove something. Bonding is something special, and I want you to bond with me cause it makes you happy."
"Inferno," Red attempted to speak.
"Don't, Red, just stop before you hurt me any further."
"I'm sorry..."
"I know, but it can't be helped," the firetruck replied with a sad smile. He then asked, "Just promise me that you'll find the mech that makes you happy, okay?"
Feeling more torn than anything, Red Alert nodded, and shortly thereafter left the room to his own.
-tbc
Woo, another sad chapter. Things will get better though, promise :3