donnie x Reader series!
Relive The Past.
Donnie fanfic—
//fanfic will have no use of y/n or Mc//
“Don! Stop terrorizing the kids!”
“Incorrect, I am teaching them.”
“Teaching them how to be a lawyer?!”
“Of course.”
“Donnie! Their kittens!”
Donnie glares at you with unamused eyes and a bored look, his golden eyes pierce through your skull as you cook. You roll your eyes with a chuckle, chopping up garlic and other ingredients. You hear his soft grunts as he gets up and grumbling to the kittens, he walks over and towers over you. His hands ghost up your arms and rest on your shoulders. He rests his chin on your head with a soft, ‘Humph’. You lean into him a bit placing the chopped up food into a pot, pulling out a spoon and scooping up a little of the food you made. You lift it up to his face, hand under the one that held the spoon. He opens his jaw lazily as you place it in his mouth, he made a small chirr meaning he enjoys it.
You smile and nod before placing the spoon into the sink, his hands made soft movements massaging your shoulders. Your shoulders began to rest and relax, easing into his touch. “Thank you Don.” You hum contently placing the lid onto the pot so it can steam, Donnie nuzzles into your head as his hands roam down to your waist and wraps around it. He gave it a small squeeze acknowledging that he was listening, he sighed softly into your skull taking in your scent and warmth. Hearing your heart beat quickin and pulse whenever he touched you or calls your name. God he loved it. After years of suffering and pain of losing his brothers. You were his everything. And he’ll be damned if you were anyone else’s.
“Don? Are you alright?” Your soft small hands raise up to rub on his cheeks, he leans into it with a huff. “M’fine.. just thinking of a quadratic formula.” He chuckles as you grumble at the thought of math, your hands retracting from his face to finish dinner for him and you. He gives a quick peck to your head before he pulls away to grab plates and silverware, he places them by you as you take them and put portions of food on it. He takes his plate and began to eat, he looks at you from his food and notice your smile. He gave a small one before looking back at his food. He closes his eyes as he savors the taste of the food, he slowly opens them to his dim kitchen empty. He sighed heavily as he chews on a bite of food, he stares at the spot you stood. Where you used to stand to make him dinner. Where he’d distract you from your tasks to be held in his arms. Where did all this time go..?
He leaned into the counter with his Atomic Lass sweat pants and black tankTop, his eyes wore horrible eye-bags that made his golden touch dim. His mask lazily put on as he stares into the plate of food on the counter, he let out a sad and quiet chirp.
He sighs as he places his half eaten plate on the ground, as two cats come over and begin to eat the food. He walked into his living room with his hands in balls of fists. He plopped onto the messy couch of pizza boxes and his clothes, his face looked dead and pale staring into the dark abyss of his tv. His head replayed memories of him and you on movie nights, he never liked movies, but he likes seeing you get so happy about one you loved.
He let out a long groan as a pierce of pain shot through his body, “Donnie, dude, you need to take your medicine.” S.h.e.l.d.o.n hovers over him with a glass of water and a small bottle of pills.
Donnie raised his hands up to the two items, his hands shakily place the pills into his mouth before washing them down with water. His throat no longer parched and dry, his body eases when the pain slowly evaporated.
“You can’t keep living like this Donnie.. this wouldn’t be what ‘they’ would have wanted..” Donnie snaps his head towards S.h.e.l.d.o.n with a deathly glare, throwing the glass at Him. The bot easily caught it before it hit him. He let out a robotic sigh before looking back at the grumpy and broken Mutant turtle. “You need a vacation bud.”
He hovers away from Donnie with a ‘buzz’ as Donnie wraps himself into your old blanket. His hands held his brothers masks that wrapped around his hands with the bandages. He closed his eyes as he let out a weak whimper and grunt, he scrunches up his snout with displeasure as he feels tears forming up.
“I hate this world we call earth..”
(Shout out to @afreakingdork for giving inspiration.)
