Character(s)/Pairing(s): Jazz/Prowl

Warnings: Gen fic, some hinted slash pairings in some chapters.

Summary: A collection of ficlets inspired by various Murphy's laws of love, war and technology, to name some.

Notes: An old series of ficlets I wrote around 2008-2009, already posted on my AO3 account. See the link in my profile for more info and fics.

Murphy's Laws

5. Murphy's Law of love: Never Say No.

One fundamental law in falling in love is to never say 'no' to the one you're in love with. Because you just know it's going to be trouble.

At first, there was what the humans referred to as the 'puppy look', with quivering lips. He had managed to hold his position by quickly reading the reports Red Alert had given him.

Then, he tried the 'glare', and he had shivered. Oh, he disliked that look, and he really wanted to erase that from the face of his love; but once again, he managed to escape, this time by giving chase to the twins after they had booby trapped his office door.

And finally, there was the worst. He had been more or less 'sentenced to the couch', his lover having changed the password which granted access to their shared quarters and locked them up.

And he was now looking at him with a neutral face, arm crossed over his chest, waiting for his answer.

Had he a choice anymore? Not really.

Sighing, Prowl looked at Jazz.

"Yes, I will take a few days off next week so we can go together to that concert. Happy now?"

"More than you can imagine," answered his lover before kissing him.

END