The sun started to set in the horizon of the vast desert, coating everything in yellows, reds, and purples.
Sideswipe stared out a dusty window from his small home in the desert, watching the sunset with saddened optics. Often it would be a beautiful sight, but it felt nothing without his personal sun here. His brother. His lover.
"Sunstreaker " He breathed longingly, placing a servo onto the window. It had been several days since the yellow bot had left to one of the towns to help from rogue Decepticons attacking. Sideswipe was proud of him, of course, but then he had to go through day after day alone, always dreading if a mech same