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Scars of Yesterday
Chapter Eight

Sideswipe woke with a mouthful of feathers, and spat them out on instinct, because he couldn’t remember a time he hadn’t woke with a mouthful of feathers, specifically Sunstreaker’s. At night, Sunstreaker wrapped around him like he hated that they were in two different bodies and sought to try and merge them back together.

It was nice when it was cold and they only had each other for warmth. But they had blankets and pillows and this cozy space.

Sideswipe loved his brother. He really did. But he was suffocating, damn it.

“Sunny, wake up,” Sideswipe said, trying to grab his brother by the shoulders and give him a shake.

“Nnnn,” Sunstreaker muttered and rolled away from him, right into the side of their little nook. “Wait. What?”

“Get off. It’s hot.” Sideswipe gave him another push.

“Yeah. It is.” Sunstreaker sat up, feathers sticking in all directions, blinking slowly, and it was impossible to stay annoyed with him when he looked that cute. “Wait. We’re not…”

“It wasn’t a dream,” Sideswipe said, and grabbed Sunstreaker’s hand, pulling it close to feather a kiss across his knuckles. “I think we’re actually safe.”

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