Kup sighed as he toke a seat in the nearly empty rec room, his cigar in servo as he lazily blew a few smokes rings he liked the rec room like this nearly quite except for a bit of chatting between a few mechs around most likely overcharged on high grade… “pfft mechlings can’t hold their high-grade” Kup scoffed to himself watching a pair stumble out of the rec room
he started to take a sip from his own cube until his heard the familiar pede steps of a certain Prime, and soon two freshly polished red arms wrapped around him from behind orange helm nuzzle against him bright optics gleaming at him
"well hey their foxy grandpa~" Rodimus smirked playfully
"foxy what?" Kup looked at him blankly not sure how to take the new nickname, before he could even figure that out Rodimus promptly parked his aft right in his lap helm moving to rest on his chassis.. Kup huffed arm soon wrapping around Rodimus’s hip, he had long given up on stopping the mech since he never toke no for a answer anyway
" foxy grandpa, it’s a human term.. trust me i think it’s suits you~" Rodimus hummed taking Kup’s cube and drinking it, making the old mech frown at him blowing out a puff of smoke before speaking " it better suit me in a good way or i’m locking you out of my room for a week"
Rodimus chuckled at his threat, soon nuzzling the mechs chassis as they both relaxed together in the now empty rec room
