[he practically falls into optimus's arms like a puppet with its strings cut, though still practically vibrating out his plating, not even making an attempt to do anything other than basically lean against optimus. the fact he's even indulging makes him hate himself more, and his spark burns with the familiar fear.]
He's done something, [he mumbles into optimus's shoulder.] this is my fault. Whatever happens, whatever he does with that Matrix, it's my fault.
[he wants to believe optimus so badly, but there's too much colliding in his mind at once. megatron doesn't even react to the kiss!]
You're right, I-- [he closes his mouth, squeezing his optics shut.] I did this to you for millions of years and I can't even handle it once myself?!
[weak, weak and pathetic, but he doesn't say these things he's thinking. it takes every shred of his willpower and love for optimus to calm himself, pulling back and sitting cross-legged on their shared berth.]
Right, fine-- I'm fine. [he's not, but he's not having a shitfit anymore at least.] What do you make of it?
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He's done something, [he mumbles into optimus's shoulder.] this is my fault. Whatever happens, whatever he does with that Matrix, it's my fault.
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[He says as though he himself didn't take full responsibility for everything Megatron had done throughout the war. That, he feels, is different.]
I have stood against impossible odds before, and I believe now will be no different.
[Knowing that Megatron won't be terribly convinced by that, he leans in and kisses him.]
There is no immediate danger, love. That much we must focus on for now.
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You're right, I-- [he closes his mouth, squeezing his optics shut.] I did this to you for millions of years and I can't even handle it once myself?!
[weak, weak and pathetic, but he doesn't say these things he's thinking. it takes every shred of his willpower and love for optimus to calm himself, pulling back and sitting cross-legged on their shared berth.]
Right, fine-- I'm fine. [he's not, but he's not having a shitfit anymore at least.] What do you make of it?
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Perhaps one of his followers knows what he has been up to? He must have told one of them.
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[does that megatron himself know exactly what he's doing? messing with powers beyond their comprehension is par for the course.]
That part at the end -- could those have been a new army he's found? He can't have as much control over this as he thinks he does!