Too Damn Hot

[heliopauseentertainments]

For pretzelbaron from Trope Reversal

Continuity: IDW1

Rating: General

Relationships: Megatron/Rodimus

Characters: Rodimus & Megatron

Tags: Double Drabble, Silly

Summary: In which it is too hot to cuddle.

Crossposting: AO3 | Tumblr

Fic under cut. See AO3 for complete notes.

Too much. It was just too much.

The heat was literally suffocating ; Megatron’s vents struggled to effectively exchange air as Rodimus slumbered on top of him. No cool air could reach through the blanket of warmth that Rodimus threw off. It was like being trapped in a smelter, or at the very least, what he imagined being trapped in a smelter would feel like. There was no way he could recharge like this.

With what he would describe as “great regret,” he gingerly slid Rodimus, a living radiator, off his chest onto the recharge slab.

Still too hot. The oppressive heat escaping from Rodimus’s frame assailed him from the side with no reprieve.

There, thus, only remained but one viable solution.

Megatron threw himself to the floor, threw himself to the mercy of the ship’s cold metal. The smooth, unfeeling surface immediately began to leech away the terrible, terrible heat that had built up in his frame. He stretched out his limbs to maximize the contact, maximize the thermal transfer.

Just as soon as he felt recharge nearly take him away once, he heard a drowsy voice above and behind him on the recharge slab.

“Aw, I’m all cold now.”