"I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
My jealousy, jealousy

Started followin' me (he-he-he, he)" ~ Olivia Rodrigo

The sound of laughter carried through the Autobot base for what felt like the hundredth time that evening.

Ratchet tried very hard to ignore it.

He remained hunched over his workstation in the lab, focusing intensely on diagnostics that suddenly required far more attention than usual. From the adjacent room, he could hear Wheeljack’s voice clearly followed by a giggle then comment "Ooo Jackie! lol" from you shortly afterward.

Something in Ratchet’s chassis tightened.

Wheeljack and you had been spending more time together lately. Rationally, Ratchet knew there was nothing wrong with that. The three of them were in a relationship together, after all. He trusted both of them completely.

So why did he suddenly feel so... bothered?

Ratchet vented sharply and attempted to focus back on his work, only for more moaning and the loud sound of a bedpost hitting the wall plus the bed creaking from the next room to echo through the base.

The wrench in his servo creaked.

“Wonderful,” he muttered bitterly to himself. “At least someone is enjoying their evening.”

It's not like you and Wheeljack couldn't do these things together because y'all were grown after all, Ratchet just wished y'all would be quiet........ or did he wish he was in Wheeljack's place? Nah he didn't have time for that, he didn't need to do that to show you love but he can't help but feel so bothered.