Forever My Sparkmate (Ironhide x Reader)

“This just feels wrong…”

Lennox glanced away from the road, and towards the interior of the massive black truck.

“What are you grumbling about?” he asked, and the GMC’s engine revved a little louder than necessary, “I feel like a worthless autobot, ‘escorting’ you to work every day, knowing fully well that you would be perfectly fine without me!”

There was a short break of silence, until the temperamental weapons expert spoke again, “And I never get to get out and stretch my limbs!”

Lennox chuckled, “Oh quit complaining,” when the engine rumbled again, he rolled his eyes, “Ok fine, when we get home today, you can transform and do whatever. But just make sure you stay on the property this time…?”

After a pause, there was a hum of agreement, and the bot continued to drive.

-Your POV-
“You don’t have to do this you know.” Mrs. Lennox hesitantly climbed into my driver’s seat, and I closed the door behind her.

“Don’t worry about it, I enjoy it!” I chirped back at her, and secured the baby carrier in the back with a seat belt.

Mrs. Lennox needed some groceries, and since I was on duty at their house while Ironhide was away, I volunteered to take her.

Turning the ignition, the woman started my powerful engines, and started driving to the store. I let her take over the wheel, gazing at my surroundings instead.

‘Humans are so funny…’


When Mrs. Lennox parked me and went inside, I decided to entertain their adorable baby.

Slender tentacles slipped out from between the seats, and gently rocked the cradle, one sliding across the baby’s face, eliciting a bubbly laugh from the child.

My spark warmed, emitting a gentle aura. I repeated my actions over and over, until I was interrupted by a camera flash.

I was so caught up in what I was doing, that I didn’t realize that Mrs. Lennox had returned with her groceries.

She smirked, looking at the picture she had captured, triumph in her eyes. “Hey!” I cried indignantly, and tried snatching the phone away with a tentacle, which she nimbly evaded, laughing at my reaction.

“Oh calm down,” she soothed, starting my engines again, “it’s cute!”

-Ironhide POV-
Lennox parked in front of their large house, and got out.

Looking around, he gave me the thumbs up, and I groaned in relief, transforming, my parts clicking together in satisfying clanks.

Finally, I stood all the way up, and stretched my arms out into the air, sighing happily.

Luckily the Lennox’s house was isolated, so there was no risk of anyone seeing me. Lennox gave me an amused expression, before pulling out his buzzing phone.

As he gazed at the device, he smirked, before showing me the tiny object. “Looks like _____ loves kids…” he shot me a sly look as I smiled goofily at the image of her coddling the baby.

“She always did.”

-Your POV-
Mrs. Lennox cleared her throat, “Can your race have kids?” I was slightly startled by the question, “Well, yes, but it’s slightly different than your definition.”

I said slowly, “We call them sparklings, and they are a hybrid between the two parents. Other than more obvious differences, your babies are like our sparklings.”

She must have picked up on the wistful edge to my voice, “Does Ironhide know you want a sparkling?”

Her question was hesitant, as if she was afraid she would anger me. “Y-Yes, he does…” My crest-fallen tone led to silence for the rest of the drive.

-Ironhide POV-
“____ wants a kid, doesn’t she?” It was more of a statement, yet it threw me off-guard anyways.

I looked away, “Our race’s children are called sparklings, and yes, she does.” I sighed, looking down at the ground, “But it’s impossible…”

Lennox’s questioning gaze was on me in a second, and I gritted my teeth, fighting off images that I thought I had erased from my memory banks years ago.

“Back on Cybertron, when ____ and I had just become sparkmates, I was captured by the Decepticons, and _____ had tried to rescue me. She was caught as well, and when Megatron found out we were together, he used her against me to try and get me to talk about the Autobot’s plans.”

My voice faltered, and I cleared my throat, continuing.

“She was tortured in front of my optics, but I refused to say anything. The last thing they did to her before Optimus broke us out, was render her unable to have sparklings…”

Just as I trailed off, a delicate hand slipped into my rough, bulky one. _____ stood by my side, energon leaking slowly from her beautiful blue optics to run down her face plates.

Mr. and Mrs. Lennox snuck inside to give us privacy. Soon after, she broke out into spark-wrenching sobs, burying her face into my chest plates.

I wrapped an arm around her small waist, bringing her closer, and massaged the back of her helm.

“Please don’t cry.” I begged, sadness seeping into my spark, “It makes me so unhappy when you do.”

Using a digit to tilt her head up, I swiped away the stray energon, my gaze scanning over her features.

Her cries ceased, but tears continued to pool in her optics, making my spark tug painfully in its chamber.

Cupping a face plate, I slowly pulled her to me, lips brushing hers softly. She whimpered, and threw her arms around my neck, pressing herself against me harder.

She attacked my mouth in an almost frantic and desperate manner. It suddenly dawned on me, and when we broke apart, I looked at her in disbelief.

“You think I’m going to leave you because we can’t have a sparkling…” She whipped her head away, energon overflowing from her now offlined optics.

I forced her to look at me again, “____, I love you more than anything in the entire universe. Never in a billion cycles would I ever leave you.”

She onlined her optics, tears of happiness now running down her face plates,

“Ironhide…”

“No matter what happens,” My lips overlapped hers once again, and she hummed in content.



“You will always be my sparkmate…”