Reacting to You Wearing Their Signature Color (2003)
💚 2003 Turtles/Gender Neutral Reader 💚
A/N: I’ve done a similar concept before, but I wanted to take another crack at it and do things a bit differently this time.
Enjoy! 😊
CWs: Fluff, mild sibling teasing, protective and somewhat possessive Raph. All characters are aged-up.
LEO
Leo is a traditionalist at heart, so to him, colors have deep meaning; for him, they represent alignment, loyalty, and clan. Seeing you in his specific shade of blue hits him right in his deeply ingrained sense of duty and devotion.
He notices the exact second you enter the lair. He stops mid-sentence or mid-kata, his eyes widening just a fraction. A warm, incredibly soft smile breaks across his face, and his posture immediately relaxes.
He won’t make a loud scene about it. But he’ll walk over, smooth down the shoulder or collar of your shirt, and linger a little closer to you than usual.
If Mikey or Raph tries to tease you about it, he’ll calmly step in, wrap an arm around your waist, and say with absolute, quiet confidence: “I think the blue suits them perfectly. Leave them alone.” He feels an intense wave of pride knowing you are openly representing him.
RAPH
Raph is a creature of intense emotion and possession, but he is also incredibly easily flustered. Red is a loud, bold color, and seeing you wear it is an immediate shock to his system.
When he sees you, his face instantly matches his mask. He will literally choke on his words, sputter, and look away, rubbing the back of his neck to try to hide how much he is blushing.
He gets defensive because his brothers will roast him immediately. Mikey will start making kissing noises, and Raph will threaten to throw Mikey into a sewage tank. But once his brothers leave you two alone? He can’t keep his hands off you. He’ll pull you against his chest, tucking you under his chin.
He’ll mutter into your hair, trying to sound gruff but failing completely: “Hey, listen to me. Don’t wear that outside the lair, alright? Unless I’m with you. I don’t need every punk in New York knowing you belong to me when I’m not around to break their jaws.”
DONNIE
For Donnie, purple isn’t just a color; it’s his identity in a household of loud personalities. He is used to being the tech guy in the background, so you choosing his color feels incredibly validating to his sweet, slightly insecure heart.
He’s usually hyper-focused on a monitor or a disassembled engine. But when you walk into the lab wearing his shade of purple, he drops his wrench. He blinks, and a huge, endearing grin spreads across his face.
He gets a little shy but incredibly affectionate. Then he’ll immediately pull you onto his lap or drag an extra stool over so you can sit next to him while he works. He loves the visual of you matching him while you both hang out.
He’ll look at you with total adoration, tapping your nose. “Is that … my shade? You know, scientifically speaking, purple represents creativity and wisdom. On you, I think it looks perfect.”
MIKEY
Mikey is the hype man of the century. Orange is loud, bright, and energetic—just like him. If you wear orange, he takes it as a literal declaration of your ultimate love and allegiance to him, and he will make sure the entire universe knows it.
When he sees you, he’ll literally gasp, slide across the kitchen floor, or jump over the back of the sofa, pointing at you with dinner forks or a video game controller—whatever he currently has in his hand(s).
He’ll strut around the lair, parading you in front of his brothers. He’ll drape his arms around your shoulders, cheek pressed against yours, gloating to Raph and Leo about how he is clearly the favorite.
“Oh my gosh, LOOK AT THIS! Leo, Raph, Donnie—behold! The official Team Mikey uniform! I knew you loved me best; I knew it! Come here, give your favorite turtle a hug. We are officially matching. We look like a crime-fighting duo. Do you want a cape? I can find us capes.”
A/N: Just a little fluff I felt like doing. Enjoy!💙
Warnings: None💙
“You’re beautiful, you know”, Leo said, watching you with a look of pure love.
You looked from your bathroom mirror to your boyfriend, where he sat on the closed toilet. Your face covered in white foam, that had been building up, due to you massaging your cleanser into your skin. Your hair pulled back so it you wouldn't get product in it. To be honest, at that moment you didn't exactly feel beautiful. Not that you looked bad - not at all - but you wouldn't exactly agree with Leo's sentiment about you being beautiful. Yet there he sat, his elbow on the sink, his hand holding his chin as he watched you do your routine, with what could only be described as lovestruck look in his eyes.
“Shut up”, you chuckled, feeling your cheeks getting warm with a blush, as you looked back towards yourself in the mirror, continuing to work on your face.
“Why?”, Leo asked with a chuckle, unable to hide his amused smile. “I mean it. You are really beautiful”.
You rolled your eyes at him, still with a big smile and flustered cheeks, before leaning over the sink, so that you could wash the foam off.
“Can you hand me the face towel?”, you asked your still starring boyfriend.
“Sure”, Leo said, grabbing the towel. “But only if you agree with me”.
“Excuse me?”
“Agree with me”, Leo said, smiling like a happy child playing some goofy game. “Say that you are beautiful”.
“You're annoying”, you laughed, trying to reach for the small towel in Leo's hand, only for him hold further out of your reach.
“That's not it”, he laughed. “Try again”.
“Fine”, you sighed. “I'm beautiful. In fact, I'm really beautiful. Happy now?”
Leo didn't answer. Instead he puckered his lips, signalling that he needed one more thing from you.
“You're impossible”, you giggled, before leaning down and giving him a peck on the lips, followed by him finally handing you the small towel. “But I do love you”.
“Love you too, beautiful”, Leo said, once again admiring you as you dried off your face.
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- brings you flowers, not just for special occassions, but for literally anything and everything. had a bad day? flowers. just woke up? flowers. did good on an exam? flowers. anxious about an appointment? flowers.
- would love it if you went to a museum with him. total history buff. finds it fascinating. could blab for hours about it. might feel guilty after a while, he doesn't want to bore you. but once you assure him it's okay, he relaxes. will definitely make sure to take you somewhere he'll know you love in return.
- ties you to his bedpost with his mask... ;)
- sends you videos of him cleaning his katanas. because he knows you like to watch his skillful movements. and see his yummy arms/hands.
- only leaves hickies in places only he can see. he likes to mark you but he likes knowing he's the only one who gets to see them even more.
- gets easily flustered in front of others. esp his brothers. will get you back when you're alone. good luck walking the next day.
- would probably have a master/sensei kink. so if you're not into that good luck. jk, he'd be really respectful about it and wouldn't force you into doing anything you wouldn't want to do. but if you do it for him anyway, expect to be railed real good.
- would also love it if you called him sir. "yes, sir." would actually kill him and almost make him cum right there.
- prefers to please you first and loves to make you wait for release. he'd say: "patience is a virtue". to you a lot. and he'd smirk over at you and you just know he's enjoying making you wait. the ass.
- would not really be into pda. prefers to keep things private between you.
- an ABSOLUTE gentleman. literally written by a woman. would spoil you rotten and tend to your needs. he just loves to care for you.
- would 100% lecture you about things. esp if you're not properly taking care of yourself. your health and saftey matters a great deal to him.
- has a massive dick, being a mutant turtle and all. good luck bestie. however, i feel like the 2003 turtles would be smaller then let's say the bayverse ones. however they're still on the larger scale, esp compared to the average human male.
- loves to trace your stretchmarks. it's almost hypnotizing to him. he does it without thinking.
- tea parties with him and splinter. :D
- b o n d a g e k i n k. >:)
- prefers positions where he can see your face because he wants to see you and your reactions.
- proud pussy eater.
- might be cliche/cheesy but he does love it when you wear blue. esp if it's a similar blue to his mask.
- late night walks through the park.
- he'd love to train you. could definitely leave to some spicy dojo sex if you guys are alone. it's one of the open 'public' places he'd be down to fuck. it def turns him on to do it there. probably ties into the whole 'teacher x student' thing.
- has the best hands known to man. steady, firm, and delightful... ;)
- is actually a MASSIVE NERD and you love to tease him for it.
- sometimes he can be hard to read and he loves to surprise you and catch you off guard. like for example; you might think he's in a totally relaxed/calm mood and then he whispers the most dirty thing in your ear when he gets a chance.
- doesn't drink often, but will once in a while. usually on special occasions. and he's careful of not getting too drunk. but that doesn't mean he hasn't gotten absolutely hammered before. leave it to leo to drink waaay too much christmas punch not knowing how much alcohol was in it. (casey & mikey made it, so it was strong-) he's definitely more bold under the influence. and doesn't mind pda as much. it's not called liquid courage for nothing. gets more touchy and affectionate. and even begins to say dirty things out loud hehe. "i really wish your tongue was in my mouth right now." - cue mikey and raph pissing themselves, splinter shaking his head and calling it a night, and you trying to shush him with a beat red face.
- makes the most fabulous gingerbread house you've ever seen. like it's crazy detailed and professional looking. he tries to top himself each year.
° First of all, the difference between universes isn't so obvious in the beginning, but you notice you can't do a lot of things like expecting people to not notice when important stuff happens. Humans are actually sapient beings here
° Secondly, matter your actual age doesn't matter, you're a child in comparison to the turtles.
° Millenials vs Gen Z energy kind of relationship
° 2003 Turtles have their fair exchange of weird bullshit, from dimensional travel to alternative timelines to getting yeeted to the future by April & Casey's Great Grandchild. Handling you should be an easy challenge, right?
• As hell it is!
° You're similar to the Turtle Power dudes from the 80's in terms of getting on their nerves. But also, aren't. They can't exactly get mad at you for acting like your age.
° 03!Leo feels responsible for your well-being. He tries to keep you on check as long as he can. Which is so goddamn hard when you keep jumping so recklessly into dangerous situations! No! It doesn't matter that you have cartoon invulnerablity in your universe! Now, get into that corner and reflect on your actions!
° His brothers definitely tease him about Mother-hen Leo being back on the job° You laugh at his lame dad jokes, making his brothers groan.
° In the end, he's not so different to your Leo
° The first one to actually befriend you is Mikey. As always. He might not have a passive-aggressive doctor persona as your own Mikey, but as a menace of society with a list of charges larger than your Donnie, he's a bad influence on you.
° He'll enable any quirk, violent, rule breaking, crime fighting tendencies that you have
° Damn, he may add a few
° To him, you're a pure white canva ready to be corrupted into the perfect minion (affectionate)
° He might—no, he will drag you to patrol the city as Turtle Titan, with you being whatever superhero persona you decide to be, or he gets you the Green Mantle suit that was from Raphael, since his brother would punch him before even trying. He's definitely going to show you off to Silver Sentry and the rest of the Justice Force
° Don't worry, his brothers are going to track you both before things take a serious turn. Prepare yourself to be scolded to oblivion when you get to the lair
° Unpopular of what a lot of people may think, Raphael has a weak spot for kids, the elderly and animals. You shouldn't be crime fighting. You should be having a normal life. He might act grumpy, but he cares a lot.
° Raphael just doesn't want to see you turn out like them, okay? You're a nice kid, an innocent kid. He hopes you enjoy your childhood as you can.
° He gets startled when you try to get a ride on his shell the first few times since bad habits die hard. It's not your fault. It is actually a reflex to just climb on your Raph's shell.
° After a few weeks, he's got no problem when you shove his head down to climb on top of him. Do as you want, but don't expect the experience to be the same
° Oooooooohhhhh Donny
° The only things that made a resemblance of this Donatello and yours is that they both wear purple
° You actually go around his lab searching for something potentially dangerous, like a death ray or the next sentient toaster that tries to kill Leo for blowing it up
° Cue dissapoinment
° Donatello is actually fascinated with the mystic from your world, wishing to study it and maybe learn how to use it. He's a turtle of science, after all
° So different
° Until you found him passed out in front of his workbench and had to call Raph or Mikey to force him to sleep
• You didn't exactly call Leo because you recall the bastard actually challenging your Donnie who can spend more time without sleep
• Your Leo wins, by the way. He totally sabotages Rise!Donnie
° Or you might try dragging him yourself. A battle shell made of titanium is quite heavy, so you have practice
° You might not have the same relationship you had with Casey and April, with them being both teenagers in your world, but you still like them
° What do you mean there's TWO CASEYS IN YOUR WORLD!?!?!?
° You give 03!Splinter a side eye every time you find him meditating or training the turtles. Why he's so.... Dignified?
° At some point, Splinter asks you to come meditate with him. Meditation is boring, but maybe you could use this to get to know more the rat.
• You end up falling asleep and waking up on the couch with a blanket covering you. THE MYSTERIOUS GHOST THAT TUG YOU IN YOUR BED IS BACK!!!
° WHAT DO YOU MEAN LOU JITSU AND JUPITER JIM DON'T EXIST!!
° Michelangelo introduces you to Jackie Chan and Star Wars after that. You download all the movies to your phone to show them to the boys when you get back home. You won't admit it, but this Jackie guy is funnier than Lou Jitsu has ever been
° You end up introducing them to Jupiter Jim and Lou Jitsu, kind of a little impressed of how many sequels they have
• Splinter is looking at Lou Jitsu with longing. Instead of being disappointed like how many people may think, 03!Splinter is more than happy knowing that his master chased after his passion (would make weird expressions if actress Tang Shen is on screen)
° You finally show them videos from your turtles, more specifically, some from the Lair Games. This got some mixed reactions
° Most of the turtles, aka Mikey and Raph, are teasing Leo about his counterpart, no, they don't hate Rise!Leo, in fact is kind of refreshing meeting this carefree version of their oldest brother, but Raph cringes when you mention he's twins with Donnie. He's supposed to be Donnie's twin, not mister Stick Up To His Ass!
° Rise!Raph got a bunch of laughs and coos because, just look at him, he's so spiky but so softie under that! Donny's trying to act natural, but Rise!Raph is way too similar to the time he double mutated. They'll put somber expressions if Savage Raph is brought to the conversation.
° Most of them get baffled when Rise!Donnie hisses on the screen or is randomly violent. I mean, 03!Donny can get a little violent sometimes, like the time he chased 03!Raph with a hammer for destroyed his inventions, but Rise!Donnie experiments on his brothers on daily basis. Don't let Donny know that.
• "It's that a statue made of reinforced titanium!?!?!?!"
• Were his counterpart even got that!?!
• 03!Donny, you stole a helicopter from the government. You're not so innocent
° Why is smaller Mikey so calm and cute?? Why he's—Nevermind, was the line of thought of being presented to Doctor Delicate Touch
° The haunting looks the give to you when you reveal that only Raph was fifteen when facing Shredder
° They keep quiet for a whike when you put Demon and Shredder together
° Are you okay???????
° How can you be so calm about everything????
° They want you to go to a therapist
° Them??? They're fine! Perfectly fine!! Besides, it's not like any therapist is going to not scream when they land their eyes on them
° If you're human, that's perfectly fine! You can walk the streets of New York without problems, but if you're seen with April or Casey, you may attract the attention of certain enemies.
° If you're a mutant, you're not allowed to go to the surface until the night has fallen, and only if you're with one of them. It's not that they don't trust you to take care of yourself, but out there exist monsters with human skin like agent Bishop that won't doubt experimenting on you
° If you're a Yokai, you're probably fed up with the baby treatment. Like, please! You're not 89 anymore. You're practically a grown-up! They may not suspect anything because of your cloaking brooch, but when you take it off, underneath is either a cute yokai or an eldritch abomination. There's no in between. You definitely have some rad mystic powers that can counter any minor villain that may try his luck with you.
° Pray the villains you're not Post Rise Movie, because in that case YOU'RE THE ONE that's going to be overprotective of the turtles, having training your mystics until tiring you out, and isn't that sad? You're scared for them that something or someone might hurt them. And they've been hurt in the past, a lot. If an enemy tries to cross you, they may want to watch their backs, because you may not have the experience, but you survived the Krang Invasion, you can do some damage.
° The Earth Protection Force and the Foot Clan better get their noses on their own business because if something happens to you because of them, not only they're going to answer to the 2003 turtles, but also a group of interdimensipnal turtles with superpowers, and one of those can throw buildings
Mikey finding his s/o toys and he gets jealous that his s/o is using them instead of using him and then his s/o uses the toys on mikey to show him how good they feel
*takes the request slowly and puts it in his pocket* Got ya pookie...
Warning → +18
(all characters are +18 so don't start saying shit in the comments, English is not my first language, still trying to figure out how to make good shit so please be patient)
Nasty (nasty)
"Where's it?" He asked you, searching for your phone now that he convinced you to order some pizza because my boy Mikey is always hungry.
"I think it's in my bedroom!" You were in the kitchen looking for something to drink with the pizza just to find out you're running out of soda's, quickly, you took your wallet and your keys, put your shoes on and walked out of your apartment but before that you turned around to notify him you're gonna be back soon.
"Gonna go out to buy more soda, I'll be back in a minute!" He simply responded with a "okay!" And you make your way out to the street while he was still fighting against his own demons because the poor boy couldn't find the phone.
"If I were a phone...where would I hide?...." Bro's gonna fry his brain if he keeps thinking that hard, after what feels like for ever (two minutes) he noticed that he hasn't searched for the phone in your closet!
So here's our beautiful boy, sitting on the floor, looking at everything he found in a not so well hidden box... At first he felt a bit disappointed with himself... Why would you have toys? He wasn't enough to satisfy you? Is he doing something wrong? But then something else kicked in... Jealousy, how's gonna make you feel good a piece of plastic? Nonsense! He now was a bit angry at you for hiding this type of things from him... Didn't you trust him enough to talk about all this stuff?
By the time you came back with the soda, you found him on the couch, arms crossed on front of his plastron, something wasn't okay...
"Mikey? Hey! I'm b-back... Is everything okay?" You asked worried since he didn't even turn to greet ya like if it has been years without seeing you (puppy behaviour?)
"how long?" He asked, finally turning around to face you "how long what?" You asked as you put the soda in the coffee table "how long have you been hiding from me the fact that I don't satisfy you enough?" He sounded offended... Or maybe he was just being dramatic "Mikey...what are you talking about-" "I found EVERYTHING!"
So now you're the one frying your brain trying to find out what got him in this really bad mood "er....?" "THE TOYS!"... Nothing actually happened, you just stared at him for a moment before laughing out loud, when you finally managed to calm down you explained it to him "Mikey I only have those toys for when i feel so needy but you can't come over, there's no toys in this world who could actually make me feel as good as you do" smiling warmly, you sat by his side, ona thing got to other and what at first were lovely tiny kisses ended up with hungry and desperate ones...
The things only grew hotter till one idea came to your mind "wanna try them out?" And that's how we ended this way, Mikey moaning out loud (in my hc Mikey it's really vocal) while you press the vibrator directly in his cloaca, this poor boy has been begging you for permission to drop his cock out "be a good boy and wait" you whispered softly to him, after what feels like for ever "p-please ! I- I can't -" his legs started to shake, he wouldn't last much longer "okay".
Now all erect in his full glory, his cock twitched at the feeling of the vibrations of your toy (you're gonna be the death of this dude), Mikey felt out of breath as you press the toy right on the head of his dick, his hands resting at his sides as he did his best to not throw the toy away and take you right there, right now. At this point our poor boy was babbling and so lost in his own arousal, his hips bucking up, whimpering desperately, all sweaty "I- mmmgonna- ah!" That's the last words he said before his orgasm hits him hard and rough, tears forming on his eyes as his body trembles from the overstimulation.
"So, you like it?" Pulling the toy away from him "iksndm...mskjnhbf" you chuckled playfully "I would take that as a yes" you said before giving him a tiny lovely kiss on his cheek
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I wrote like half of this at 3am 6 months ago and finally decided to finish it 😅
Generation: Bayverse, 2003, 2007 TMNT
TMNT Donatello x Reader
Pronouns: Gender Neutral
Warnings: illness, fainting, fever, IV
Tags: angst, fluff, illness
Summary: You overworked yourself past exhaustion helping Donnie with a new project. Not that you minded. Or noticed, until it was too late.
Word Count: 3229
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It has been a long night. …..and a long morning. You had been spending the last few days with Donnie occupied in the lab, helping him with some of the smaller, more detailed work on his new security device. While you were busy soldering pathways onto extra small microchips at the workbench, Donnie was typing away creating the programming at his computer. It required a high level of focus. Which, honestly, you usually didn’t have. However, this project had all your attention, and you had been happily hyper focused on designing the little golden pathways on those tiny green wafer boards for almost 3 days straight.
Donnie was extremely grateful for your help. But he was suspicious how his energetic little dove was being so quiet and still while they worked. The thought came to him a few times that he should go check on you again, but he was equally engrossed in his own project and kept getting sucked back into the work.
Your trick was: caffeine. You had discovered in college that if you drank caffeine on an empty stomach, you could stay extra focused for hours on end. Obviously, this wasn’t good for your health. Or your stomach. But usually you would finish whatever project it was you were laser focused on within the day, so the strain on your body wouldn’t last that long.
This was lasting very long. Very very long. And you had no idea of the passage of time. There was no sun peeking through curtains to inform you that you had worked through the night, or disgruntled roommate checking in to wonder why you hadn’t emerged all day. Donnie’s brothers were very well used to his overworking tendencies, so they paid it no mind he was only coming out for coffee and pop tarts. What they didn’t realize was that you were still in the lair, all assuming you had gone home after the first night. So none had thought to go in to check on the lab.
Here lies the dilemma. It had been maybe 64 hours since you had slept or properly consumed anything besides coffee and a singular package of pop tarts, frequently forgetting about the pile of snacks Donnie kept leaving on your desk. Your back was stiff, muscles sore, and your throat was starting to feel incredibly dry. But all your attention being on finishing your project meant all your physical awareness was finely tuned out.
Except that little tickle in the back of your throat.
It started maybe 5…. 6 hours ago. It was a little bothersome, making you clear your throat and drink a little more coffee to soothe it. But it kept coming back. The tickle started to become a little painful, and clearing your throat turned into small dry coughs. You were drinking more and more coffee to try and wash down the feeling or maybe chase away the dehydration. Your lips started to feel dry, then your eyes, joining in with your uncomfortably dry throat. By the time evening rolled around, your chest was burning terribly, and a migraine had started to thrum with your pulse. Having finished your pot of coffee maybe 2 hours ago and hadn’t bothered to go make more, you were thinking you just needed to get more to drink.
You took a small pause in your welding to push up your goggles and wipe at your dry eyes, when suddenly your vision blurred. For a second, you suddenly found your body lurching to the side off your chair before you caught yourself on the side of the desk.
‘Huh… that was weird. Maybe I’m just tired. I’ll go make more coffee.’
Donnie had been bringing you refills whenever he had gotten up to make more, but you had finished your pot twice as fast as usual. You moved to the side of your chair to stand, and your feet touched the ground with your full weight. To your surprise, your knees almost buckled underneath you, and blackness started to creep in the edges of your vision.
Your body felt weak, and your muscles ached. Keeping a death grip on the edge of the table, you took a slow step towards Donnie’s part of the lab, then another. You blinked rapidly to try and chase away the encroaching darkness creeping in your vision, but too soon your eyesight went dark, and it felt like your brain was shutting down. Internally, you were panicking and fighting to stay conscious, but all you could manage was weakly calling out for Donnie before you blacked out. You didn’t even feel yourself hit the ground.
Donnie, on the other side of the lab, had pulled away from his computer moments before to rub a hand down over his face. This line of code was driving him crazy and he couldn’t figure out where he’d gone wrong. He briefly heard the scrape of (y/n) pushing their chair away from the table, and expected to hear your footsteps head past him to the small bathroom in the back of the lab. He took a moment to flag this line of code- again, for further meddling later. The genius turtle had to admit he was reaching his limits on staying awake and figured it was time he took himself and (y/n) to bed.
But where was (y/n)? They hadn’t come in to greet him yet. Were they just adjusting their chair? That was when he heard it.
“d….don nie…” your voice called out weakly, strained, and barely above a whisper before he heard a light thud from the other room. Had you dropped something? He quickly pulled himself to stand and made his way to the other room to check on what it was you needed.
There. On the floor. You laid still and unmoving on your side against the cold floor.
“(Y/N)!!!!” Donnie exclaimed. Startled, he rushed to your side and dropped down beside you, pulling you into his lap. “(Y/n)! (Y/N)!!!!” He shook you slightly trying to rouse your attention, but your eyes were closed and your body fully limp in his arms. Unresponsive. Quickly, he felt for your pulse, sighing when he found it, but worried by the heightened pace. Donnie scooped you up into his arms and quickly carried you towards the med bay across the lair.
He made his way out of his lab and passed the living room where Mikey and Leo were watching a movie on the TV, and Raph was making a sandwich in the kitchen.
“Huh? Donnie? Is that (y/n)? I didn’t see them come in… are they asleep??” Leo asked when he saw Donnie rush out holding you in his arms.
“No time. (Y/n) fainted in the lab.” Donnie rushed out and speed walked through the clear plastic panels into the med bay, ignoring the startled ‘WHAT’ echoed by Leo and Mikey, and what sounded like Raph choking on his sandwich.
He laid you out gently on the padded white exam table, 3 sizes too big for you, and rushed around the drawers and cabinets. He acquired a stethoscope, thermometer, blood pressure pump, and various other tools to properly check your health and brought them over to the table beside you just as his brothers rushed in.
“ANGELCAKES ARE YOU OKAY??? Ow-“ Mikey rushed in pushing past Leo and Raph and dramatically ran to your side before Raph smacked the back of his head.
“Mikey, chill out. Give ‘em some room.” Raph growled out, trying to pull his dramatic little brother back while Leo stepped forward.
“Donnie, what happened to (y/n)?”
Donnie was now wearing the stethoscope and had the end pressed to the rise and fall of your chest as your breathing strained.
“Hmm… heart palpitations… lungs… crackling sound… that can’t be good.” Donnie was muttering notes under his breath, reaching up to place his hand over your forehead. He found a scorching hot fever and his heart sank. Only then did he turn to Leo. “We… we’ve been working in the lab the past few days… pretty intensely….” Donnie winched. “In hindsight, we did not take as many breaks as we should have. It appears (y/n) has collapsed from exhaustion.” Donnie’s eyes went downcast. He looked equally tired, but guilt was weighing heavy on his shoulders.
“They’ve been here all along?? We thought they went home days ago. Aren’t they usually the one making sure you’re eating and taking breaks to sleep?” The shock in Leo’s voice was clear. You were usually so doting with Donnie, cooking his favorite foods and dragging him off to bed with you to make sure he was well taken care of when he got too involved in his work. It appears this time the tables were turned. “They were helping you with a project? Have they been eating enough?” Leo pressed.
That seemed to have caught Donnie’s attention and he suddenly turned back to continue his check on you. “Yes, I’ve been bringing them snacks whenever I’d get up for coffee. They must’ve been weakened from lack of rest and dehydration…. I’m going to check their blood pressure.” Donnie wrapped the cuff around your arm, and started to inflate it when you started to stir.
“Huh… that doesn’t look good.”
Your eyes fluttered open and you took a deep breath. The bright lights making you wince and shut your eyes again. You moved to bring a hand up to your face but was surprised to feel the tug of something around your arm.
“Mmh? Donnie…? What time is it…” You stretched, confused as to why your body ached so much. Why was he looming over you? And his room was never this bright or cold.
“(Y/n)! Thank goodness… Darling, when was the last time you ate?” Donnie held your shaky hand in his and gently stroked his thumb over your knuckles.
“Hm…? The uh…. Pop tarts you gave me…”
Donnie sighed in relief, remembering he had brought you a package of pop tarts to set on your desk just that afternoon.
“Right after we took a nap together.”
Then Donnie blanched.
“Sweetheart… our last nap together was almost 3 days ago. What happened to the snacks I was leaving on your desk…?” He asked, trying to be hopeful. They had disappeared each time he had returned, so he assumed you had eaten them.
“3 days…? Oh…. Um… they were in the way, so I moved them to the bench for later…. I must’ve forgotten about them.”
Leo slapped a hand over his face. He was realizing you and his brother had more in common than he thought.
“Mikey, can you please go make some soup? Raph, please let dad know that (y/n) will be staying over for the next few days.” Mikey did a mock salute and rushed to the kitchen to make some light chicken noodle soup and Raph left to find Master Splinter in his plant room. Leo went to grab some clean blankets and a spare pillow from their storage room.
Your breathing was labored in the now quiet room. You turned your head to the side to rest against the cool pillow as you gazed up at Donnie with your shiny dazed eyes, cheeks flushed and red. “I almost finished the motherboard… just gotta… add the red and yellow wires…” You trailed off as your eyes slid shut. They burned with exhaustion and the light was hurting your head.
Donnie leaned in close and cupped your cheek gently, and pressed a kiss to your sweaty forehead. His brow furrowed with worry, but his eyes were soft with adoration. “You did an amazing job. I’ll finish it up later, you just get some rest. Okay?” His thumb stroked your cheek.
“Mh hm… don’t forget the… polyimide adhesive tape…’s under my jacket…” You mumbled as you easily slipped into sleep.
Donnie smiled at you. He loves you. He loves that you taught yourself engineering to help him out with his workload. But right now he was regretting it, seeing the heavy bags under your eyes as you slept soundly. He scrubbed a hand down his face and sighed.
When you learned that it was difficult for him and his brothers to do the delicate work of designing circuit boards for their tech, he was surprised you immediately showed interest in learning. He admittedly didn’t take you very seriously at first. But then you started joining him in the lab on long nights to study books you had checked out from the library on basic engineering, he taught you how to assemble his tech and how to solder and weld the machines together into things that would help them on patrol and repair things around the lair. He still remembers the first thing you’d ever made. The poorly soldered little metal band he wore around his right pinky finger.
Leo came back in with the blankets in tow. “Should we move them to your bed?” He asked Donnie.
“Not yet, I need to set them up with an IV to get some fluids in them first. I suspect they’re very dehydrated, on top of the general exhaustion.” Donnie was swaying in place. He looked exhausted, and Leo felt worry for you and his brother. It had been a long time since you last let him overwork himself to this extent. He blamed himself for not checking in on his brother sooner.
”Why don’t you go lie down? I’ll set up (y/n)’s IV and keep an eye on them.”
”But (y/n)….”
”-Would want you to rest.” Leo finished with a knowing smile.
Donnie sighed and looked you over. Leo unfolded the blanket and draped it over you so you wouldn’t get cold. Donnie fussed with bringing the edge right up under your chin and fixed your hair. He didn’t want to leave you in here, but he knew Leo was right. He wouldn’t be much use to you if both of you collapsed from exhaustion, so he relented.
”Wake me up if you need anything.” Donnie stood up on shaky legs.
”Uh huh.” Leo put his hands on Donnie’s shoulders and led him out of the med bay.
”And I mean anything-“
“Of course Donnie, now go to bed.” Leo pushed him out in the direction of their bedrooms. Raph and Mikey in the kitchen watched as Donnie trudged and swayed towards his bedroom, and disappeared into the darkness swinging his door shut.
“Duuude. Do I gotta start hiding the coffee again?” Mikey said from where he was chopping veggies for your soup.
Leo pointed at Mikey, “No more caffeine for those two for a month!”
Raph grunted a laugh.
Leo had set up your IV, just like Donnie had taught him. After an hour and a half, your body had absorbed most of the fluids, so Leo felt satisfied enough to wake you up. He shook your shoulder a bit to wake you up. You were deep asleep. The soup at your bedside that Mikey had brought in had cooled to a safe temperature, so he wanted to make sure you ate something hearty before he sent you back to bed.
”Mmh?” You finally started to stir.
”(Y/n), wake up. You’ve got to eat something.” Leo coaxed.
Your eyes fluttered open and immediately winced at the bright light. Leo stood over you to shield your eyes from the overhead light as you adjusted.
“Where’s Donnie?” You asked a bit dazed, looking around. The tickle in your throat was now a scratchy and irritated pain. You coughed hard into your fist.
”He went to bed. Here, Mikey made you some soup. It should still be warm enough.” Once you had sat up he handed you the bowl.
“Try and eat as much of it as you can, so you can take your medicine.”
You hummed in response, stifling another cough. You balanced the soup in your lap and slowly ate, spooning the warm chicken stock and veggies into your mouth. It soothed your throat, and with a few more bites you felt less shaky. You ate slowly, but you managed to finish almost the entire bowl.
Leo looked pleased and handed you your meds to swallow. Mikey poked his head in through the door to check on you as well.
”How’s angelcakes feeling?”
You paused a long moment as you sipped at a glass of water.
“Better.” You croaked. You still felt absolutely dreadful, but, “the soup helped. Thank you Mikey.”
The orange ninja beamed. Raph also peaked in over his little brother’s shoulder.
Leo looked back to you and took the bowl and spoon from your lap. He checked your IV pack and saw that most of it was gone. Your eyes looked heavy again as your body begged for more rest.
”I think it’s time you got some more sleep.” Leo mothered you. He tried to lift the edge of the blanket to cover you as you lay down but your hand stopped him.
Your red rimmed eyes were distant, and you cleared your throat as you found your words. “….Can I go to Donnie’s room? Please?”
Leo couldn’t help but smile at the innocent request. “Sure thing. Come on-“ You sat back up and Leo removed your IV. He motioned for you to adjust yourself, and Leo wrapped you up like a burrito in the blanket before scooping you up and carried you out of the med bay.
Mikey chuckled and rushed over to open Donnie’s door for you and his brother.
”Special delivery!!” He called into the darkness of Donnie’s room. A groan echoed out as the exhausted purple turtle was woken up. Leo carried you in and Donnie scooted over to make room for you to be deposited on his bed.
”Thanks Leo… hey babe…” Donnie greeted you sleepily, sitting up in bed as he received you and untangled you from the blanket.
Leo quietly walked out of the room to give you two privacy, and shoved Mikey’s face out of the way so he could close the heavy metal door behind him.
You stifled a cough, and reached out for Donnie in the darkness. The purple turtle dipped down into your embrace, and smooched your flushed red cheek. His arms slid up your back, and he pulled you flush against him in a warm embrace. He patted around for the edge of the blanket, before pulling it up and covering the both of you. He sighed deeply as he relaxed again against the pillows with you wrapped up in his arms.
”Thanks for helping me….. but please don’t ever do that again.” He mumbled against the crown of your head.
”Do what?” You asked, already half asleep.
”Collapse.”
You hummed a little laugh and snuggled in impossibly closer.
”I’ll do my best…”
Donnie pressed another quick kiss to your head, and you both quickly slipped back asleep.
