Seeking ComfortSeeking Comfort6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He clung desperately to the others shirt, tears flowing uncontrollably. His eyes,
though wide open, saw nothing. In his mind's eye there was only him. The
one who had given his life to save Jazz's. He buried his head in Prowl's chest,
closing his eyes as tightly as he could, biting down on his lip so hard he could feel
the begin blood to spill.
"It's my fault."
The confession was nearly inaudible, just loud enough for Prowl to hear.
""I shouldn't have let him go."
He could feel Prowls tears falling into his hair. He wondered, if he looked into his
partners face, what would he see?
""You couldn't have stopped him Jazz."
Jazz, startled out of his thoughts, looked up, and saw not anger or resentment as
he had fear, but an unyielding sorrow, coupled with the calm acceptance that he
had grown so familiar with.
""He would have gone no matter what you or anyone else said. He wasn't a
SeparationSubject: The TransformersSeparation8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Genre: Romance, Comfort
Pairing: Jazz and Prowl with a little bit of Bluestreak comfort.
Summary: Seperation of new bondmates can be a torturous thing.
Warning: Slash. Not graphic, but still slash.
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All by myself Dont wanna be all by myself anymore
Jazz sang along solemnly to the music that gently flowed from his sound system, as he lay splayed out on his recharge berth. It perfectly described his feelings at the moment. He was lonely, depressed, and oh, how he longed for someone to just be with him. Jazz hated the silence, the solitude. The music barely did anything to cure his anxious yet depressed state, no matter what the genre; even the beautiful voice of Celine Dion could do nothing to quell his desire for contact.
What would make the normally upbeat, happy go lucky Jazzman so hopelessly dispirited? His concerns and feelings, thats what. Things had not been going well on Cybertron, the female Aut