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This month's theme is: Shenanigans
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"You did what, now?"
"You heard. What are you gonna do about it?"
"The fact that that fits on your head is both disturbing and a turn on"
Character A: walks into room and sees Character B close their hand and hide it.
Character A: what's in your hand?
Character B: *looking guilty AF* "nOtHiNg"
*Wrestling match ensues but to no avail until Character A has B pinned.*
A: "WHAT'S IN YOUR HAND?!"
B: *in a small voice* "a booger…"
"Well, you know what they say… you are what you eat…" *takes a bite of (turtle of choice's favorite food) and chews slowly*
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Okay, my most excellent dude, here’s my official ask for Raph and his crush and the ‘only one bed’ trope. Same as the other ask, can be fluff or NSFW, whatever you want. I leave my hopes in your capable hands. ♥️
We love the ‘only one bed’ trope in this house. So let’s see how it goes with our big red lad.
Rated Fluff and maybe a teeny bit spicy
Raph had never kicked so much shit under this bed in record speed. Of course this sleeping arrangement had to happen on the one day he hadn’t picked up his room.
And of course he had drawn the metaphorical short straw with having the girl of his god damn dreams bunk in with him.
You hadn’t even thought about it, as soon as everyone had settled into their spots you were left to wonder where you could sleep. Just as Raph was about to suggest his bed, with him finding some other spot, you agreed and told him the two of you could sleep together.
Together.
And thus here he was in a trance wondering if he should pull out more blankets and another extra pillow.
Chicks get cold a lot, no? April’s always complaining about being cold.
Was that weird?
“Any preference-“
“Are ya cold?”
You felt your arms, the loose too big tank top provided comfort and no overheating. Raph seemed concerned, you shrugged with a shake of your head. “I’m fine, um, left or right?” You asked with a motion of your finger. Raph for all intents and purposes could’ve just heard latin come out of your mouth. “Side of the bed? Do you like left or right?” Ohhh, of course sides were a thing.
Smooth, Raph, real fucking smooth.
He offered his side of the bed, something about it hopefully catching your scent made him jittery on the inside. You climbed on with a light bounce and settled under the blanket he had crochet himself, he liked how you ran your fingers over it with wonderment. “Wow this feels fancy and so snug” You wrapped yourself up more in the blanket and turned to face him. With a soft sigh to reassure himself he laid on his side, resting his eyes on your face.
“You forgetting something?” Came your amused voice.
“What? Ya want some warm milk and cookies?” He smirked when you smacked his arm playfully.
“Something tells me you fall a sleep with this often, huh?” You scooted up enough to reach behind his head to untie his mask. The act itself left Raph unable to breath, you were so close, close enough he could smell that perfume of yours.
So close he could see the shape of your chest in that flimsy sleep tank top.
He swallowed as you undid his bandana and casted it to the makeshift night table next to his side.
“There,” Your gaze lingered on him, green eyes that made your skin vibrate with curiosity. As you laid back down you kept your eyes on his own, you saw them shake slightly with worry as you continued to stare. Consciously Raph rubbed at his face, maybe he had toothpaste or something, or maybe you’re weirded out.
“You know, you’re very handsome” Your voice was a whisper, the sounds in the Lair had settled signifying that everyone was asleep.
Raph’s brow furrowed, that was an incredulous statement.
“Ya must be real tired” He chuckled lightly, the noise catching in his throat when he felt your fingers press against his lips.
“Take the compliment, Raphael” Oh, oh he quite liked his name leaving your mouth in that stern tone.
He liked your hand even more too.
The feel of your fingers running across his cheek, making a detour to the scar on his lip. “How’d this one happen?” You asked just as softly as you ran the length of it with the pads of your fingers.
Raph’s throat bobbed with how much he had swallowed in the past few minutes. They way you gingerly touched his insecurities had him gutted to no end.
“Training, when I was a kid” He wasn’t to keen on reliving the memory, he just wanted more of your hand on his face. His eyes betrayed him, fluttering when you continued your trek across his jawline. “Should I stop?” You weren’t sure if this was a bit much but with the way he shook his head ‘no’ you felt he was equally enjoying the caress.
Your fingers itch to touch more though, his massive arm was there, all rippling muscle and reptilian flesh. You let your hand travel to his shoulder, a foolish attempt to knead tension there but Raphael is literally a brick of muscle. The attempt made him grin, you clicked your tongue. “Efforts appreciated, don’t worry kid” You both chuckled some more before you let your hand settle on his arm, the bumpy burned flesh hidden away with a giant dark tattoo. Another question but for another night.
Raphael wasn’t sure what to make of these comforting touches, you’d always been keen on them but having them solely directed at him, while he laid in bed with you, well it all seem like a dream.
Simply too good to be true.
So when he snaked his hand out of the blanket and grabbed your hand, he wondered if you would recoil or pull away.
You did neither.
He felt your fingers drum on his palm, all perfect five digits against his three imperfect ones. He watched it, he savored it. “I’m cold” You whispered between the two of you.
“Do ya want that blan-“
“I want you”
In all his years on this earth, he never expected a sentence to rattle him, turn him on and ruin him all at once.
So when he saw you scoot closer towards him, felt your bare thigh connect with his knee and a hand rest on his chest, he was ready to have his heart broken by you. He could see the colors he’d never quite noticed that were sprinkled across your eyes, shades and hues only an intimate stare could provide, he felt an urge so palpable to grab you.
He only knew that was happening when you maneuvered his arm to wrap around your waist, face so close to his heartbeat, his snout connected with your hairline. He felt your soft breast against his hard plates, your fingers rub across where his clavicles would be, if he wasn’t such a freak.
Those thoughts seemed be put out like the wild fire they could be when you muttered against his chest for him to rub your back.
Under your shirt, he barely caught it but he did.
The process of pushing up your shirt had his mouth dry, the second his hand connected with skin, warm and soft and fragile.
God, he was already a little hard, this is going to be embarrassing.
He brushed his fingers, felt the little hairs on your skin, your flesh breakout in goosebumps as a pleasant shiver went through you.
And the image of that pleasant shiver being caused by him in many a many different way…
Your thigh rubbed against his own, the exhale of warm air against his plastron. You were settling, drifting against him as he threw caution to the wind and nosed your head. The scent, fuck that was going into his memory forever, he wanted to smell that every morning, every night, every second of his life.
He scratched your back a little more, going towards your bare upper back and you arched into the pleasant sensation with soft little sighs. What was happening, he didn’t know, he didn’t care. Why was this happening, he hoped it was because you shared the same feelings he’d been harboring for such a long time now.
When Raph chanced a look down at you, snuggled up against him, neck arched back and features between relaxed and flushed, he wanted to scream.
He wanted to fucking scream when your tired eyes fluttered open.
Your lips parted.
Felt your hand on his cheek.
Thumb run across his lips.
The way he leaned down the few inches necessary and let you take the reigns from there.
The kiss itself is unreal, he’s convinced he’s still in some fugue state and this is all an elaborate dream he’s gonna wake from to ruined sheets and sweaty scales.
But lips don’t mold that way in dreams. He can’t perfectly describe the plush softness of it as you melt against him in a sleepy but passionate kiss.
Tina entered the lair to the sound of the boy’s gagging and saying how grossed out they are. Only half of them sounded genuinely grossed out while the others sounded playful. When Tina poked her head into the living room area of the lair, she saw that the turtle boys were standing off to the side as April and Casey were making out on a bench press, with Casey giving the boys the finger.
Tina chuckled at the sight. Then she moseyed her way over to stand by Raph and she asked, “Why are they making out with each other like they’re trying to set fire to the world?”
Raph crossed his arms as he shook his head at the two young women, “April brought a few packs of pocky and challenged Casey to the Pocky Game. Neither party has let up… As you can see.”
“Has anyone else been challenged yet?”
“Eh,” Leo said, “We don’t really like the idea of kissing April since it’s like kissing a sister, and I’m afraid Casey will bite our lips off.”
“But isn’t that the point of the Pocky Game? It’s just a more intimate version of playing Chicken.”
“If your so inclined then you challenge them,” Donnie huffed, “Maybe you can end this disturbing display.”
April unlocked her lips from Casey and said, “Boo! You just don’t understand us!” She theatrically threw an arm over her eyes and a smile twitched at the corners of her lips.
“Hey, Casey! I challenge you to the Pocky Game!”
“You’re on, Tengu Scum!”
Laughing giddily, Tina and April swapped places. April went to give Donnie a noogie and Tina got comfortable on the bench press in front of Casey.
As Casey got out the pocky sticks, Mikey said, “I didn’t take you for liking these kinds of games, Tina.”
“I like playing Chicken. It’s been one of the few games that I can happily play with most people before I met you guys. Not to brag or anything, but I usually won.”
“Uh, huh, and how much of that winning was you becoming bodily damaged?” Leo asked.
“… No comment,” Tina said as Casey handed her the pocky stick.
“You’re totally going to flinch first,” Casey stated confidently.
Tina gave the older girl a tight-lipped smile and nodded as the pocky stuck out of her mouth. Casey rested her hands on Tina’s shoulders and started nibbling down the chocolate covered biscuit stick. Tina held still, and she focused her gaze on Casey’s eyes. She has very pretty brown eyes that had little flecks of green in them, making them look like some off color of hazel. As Tina focused on Casey’s eyes, the older girl seemed to slow down as she got closer, then Tina saw her eyes focus on her gaze and she froze. Tina continued to stare, and her breath bounced back into her face from Casey’s face being so close. It was almost like Casey was holding her breath.
Then with a mighty push, Casey shoved Tina back as she flung herself backwards and gasped saying, “Fuck you and your weird ass thousand-mile stare!”
Tina couldn’t contain her giggling as she stood proud and said, “I am the Champion! Heed me, Casey Jones! I am superior!” She chewed up what was left of the pocky in her mouth and swallowed.
“Yah, yah!” Casey said as she got off the floor and went to April’s waiting arms.
April and the boys were snickering at her.
“If you all think you can do better against her than me, then you give it a shot,” Casey snapped at them.
Mikey took a step forward, “I’ll give it a go, if that’s okay with you Tina.”
“Yah! Let’s butt heads!” Tina was excited to keep playing the game.
Tina picked up the skewed box of pocky off the floor as she sat back down on the bench press. Mikey settled in front of her as she placed another biscuit stick in her mouth. Like Casey, Mikey grabbed Tina by the shoulders and slowly started nibbling the pocky down to her mouth. And like with Casey, she focused on Mikey’s eyes. He had deep black eyes, but as he got closer, she notice that he had little flecks of gold in his iris’. It was like looking into a miniature sky full of stars.
Mikey slowed down as he got closer, and his eyes moved like he was finally looking Tina in the eyes. Then the biscuit stick snapped at the base of Tina’s mouth as Mikey lifted his head up and fell backwards on the bench press, covering his eyes with his arms.
“Heck yah! I win again!” Tina cheered as she nibbled on what was left of the dry dessert in her mouth.
Mikey continued to keep his face covered as Casey said, “Not so easy now, is it!”
Everyone else was snickering.
Tina waved away Casey’s comment then she poked him on the knee, “You okay, bud?”
“It’s like I saw my life flash before my eyes,” Mikey stated as he sat up and avoided eye contact with her.
“I don’t blame you. That’s how I feel sometimes when I get in trouble with Dad.”
“Well related or not, you certainly inherited it, whatever “it” may be,” Mikey stated as he walked back to every one else.
“Who else wants to go against me?” Tina asked, as she hoped to keep playing. She really was enjoying just being with her friends and playing the stupid game.
Donnie stepped up. “Obviously, you two are just weak willed.” Mikey rolled his eyes and Casey stuck her tongue out at him, as he ignored them. “I’ll show you that my massive brain can handle whatever Medusa-like gaze our resident baby human has.”
Tina clapped for him enthusiastically as Leo and April booed him playfully. Raph only laughed at the spectacle. Donnie made himself comfortable on the bench press and Tina put another pocky in her mouth. Donnie kept his hands to himself as he started nibbling down the chocolate covered biscuit stick, but it also seemed like he was keeping eye contact with Tina the entire time.
He had an interesting pair of eyes. That being he has heterochromia, which Tina thought was really cool. It’s kind of hard to notice, but his left eye was definitely a lighter shade of brown than his right eye. His left eye had specks of blue and his right eye had specks of green in his brown eyes. Respectively, it was like looking at two stones that have been taken out of a riverbed.
Tina felt the faintest brush of Donnie’s snout against her nose before Donnie recoiled and threw his hands in the air saying, “Nope! Can’t!”
Leo laughed the loudest out of everyone as Donnie ran to his room. Tina pouted at that; she didn’t even get to goad him about her win. She chewed and swallowed what was left of the treat in her mouth.
Tina turned to the rest of her friends that were still sticking around when Leo spoke up. “Okay. Okay. I’ll show you guys how to really win. Obviously, we need to change the tactic here.”
Tina smiled at Leo as he walked over and sat on the bench press before her. Tina reached for the box but then Leo picked it up before her and stuck a pocky in his mouth.
“You do it to me. See how you like it,” Leo stated confidently around the dessert.
“I like the pocky just fine actually,” Tina said as she got on her feet and using both of her hands, grabbed Leo by the side of his head.
Leo’s eyes widened in shock form the contact and Tina could see that Leo had very dark blue eyes, like an ocean by a beautiful white sandy beach.
Then with no hesitation from the blond, chubby girl, Tina opened her mouth wide to let the pocky stick have as much room in her mouth as possible, before clamping her teeth on the treat. Her teeth scrapped against Leo’s lips when she bit down. Leo sat frozen as Tina let go of him and sat back down on the bench press, chewing the treat happily.
Tina turned to her other friends to see that they were just as shocked. She just waved happily at them since she won the game in record time, she figured they were just impressed with her speed and accuracy. Turning her attention back to Leo, what was left of his side of the pocky was on the bench press as his mouth hung open at her.
“Want a round two, or am I the official Pocky Queen?”
Raph came over and planted his big hand on her shoulder, “Let’s say you’re the Pocky Queen for the meantime.” Raph guided Tina up and away from Leo as he continued to look like he was blue screening.
Everyone was moving off to the part of the living room with the projection screen and couches as April and Mikey discussed what movies they wanted to watch.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No. No. Just. I think we should let Leo think for a minute, that’s all,” Raph said.
Tina nodded sagely and said, “Ah. The loss must be a massive blow to his ego. Got it.”
The chubby, blond girl smiled at Raph’s giggling.
The group chose to watch Lou Jitsu: Unchained and they were halfway through the movie before Leo and Donnie rejoined the group. Tina almost thought that they were avoiding her for some reason, but then Donnie decided to sit next to her, and Leo was fangirling to her about a certain scene that was going to show up in the movie and so her worried thoughts were dashed. Tina was happy to have such cool friends who are willing to do stupid stuff with her.
It was spring. The trees had new greens sprouting on their branches. Birds were singing their sweet songs on the roof tops of New York. The world has a fresh new crispness that only happens when winter is thawed, and Tina was thriving. The chubby blond girl was working away on the roof top of her home, planting new sprouts and herbs into the raised garden bed and in her family greenhouse. Tina had finished planting the lavender cuttings when she heard the familiar swish/woosh sound of Leo’s portal opening.
Before Tina could say her hellos, Leo grabbed her by her shoulders and said, “We need your help!”
“Woah! What?” Tina found herself in the lair.
The lair was a mess. There were different tree roots poking out in random places and wrapped around chairs and poles and pillows. She heard an explosion going off in Raph’s room, April and Mikey were screaming about something from somewhere, and Splinter was crying over his broken tv in the middle of the lair. Donnie was nowhere to be found.
“Uh… Maybe we should get my dad for this,” she gestured vaguely to everything around her, “for whatever this is. What happened?”
Tree roots sprang out of the ceiling and walls and Leo cut them up with his twin katanas.
Leo turned to Tina and said, “Donnie has done something so incredibly stupid with his big old brain!”
“Oh, boy.” Tina dodged a root that wanted to spear her.
“He’s been messing with this weird tree plant thing and now this happened. I swear, if he’s dead because of this, I’m going to kill him,” Leo fumed.
Tina frowned too. “Now I’m mad. He promised me he’d consult me on the magical plants he planned on experimented. Promise breaker!” She shook her fist in the direction of Donnie’s lab.
Tina picked up the roots that Leo has been dicing up and examined it. The sap of the plant was blood red and it looked like it had the same consistency as blood. She licked it. It had a copper taste to it. Tina immediately spat it out and threw the root to the ground.
“Donatello Hamato! When I get my hands on you, you’ll wish this plant got to you first!” Tina shouted with every fiber of her being.
Leo looked at her in surprise as she stormed towards the kitchen. He immediately started following her. “So what’s the plant?”
“It’s a fucking Jubokko tree.”
Tina and Leo made it to the kitchen, and they found April and Mikey fighting the roots that were raiding the fridge and eating every kind of meat the Hamato family had on hand.
“Get! Out! Of! My! Kitchen!” Mikey grunted as he tried to beat back the roots with his nunchucks.
April was being chased around the kitchen island as she tried to avoid being stabbed by the roots. Leo immediately leapt in to help April.
“Mikey, where’s your mint extract?”
The orange coded turtled gave her a confused look, “Is this really the time for this?”
“Yes.”
“… It’s somewhere in my top cabinets where I keep all my other spices at.”
Finished with the meat in the fridge, the roots took Mikey’s momentary distraction and body slammed him into Tina. The blond girl and orange turtle were smacked hard into the opposite wall of the kitchen.
“Oh! You done it now,” April cried as she launched herself at the offending root and she started biting it mercilessly. The root started thrashing about like a bucking bronco. Leo ran over to the two of them. “Mikey! Tina! Are you two okay?”
Tina brushed off Leo as she got up with a pained grunt, rubbing her shoulders where she knows she’s going to be bruised. Then she started making her way for the cabinets. Mikey was less dismissive. “I’m fine, Leo. Have you had any luck getting to Donnie?”
Leo shook his head, then said, “No. It’s super dense in his lab. Using my katanas and portals weren’t working so that’s why Tina’s here.”
Mikey groaned in frustration. “We just got everything the way we liked it here! I don’t want Donnie’s experiments messing up our house!”
April was still viciously biting the root that had smacked Mikey and Tina while Leo reassured his little brother. Tina was over by the sink as she was filling up a spray bottle with one-part mint extract and two-part water. Shaking up the spray bottle, Tina walked over to the root that April was on. Then she sprayed it.
The root began to steam and shrivel from the mint and water mix and finally hung limp in April’s mouth as she sat on the floor. The black girl spat the dead root out of her mouth.
“Ugh! It tastes like blood and raw meat!” April spat out the root’s flavor from her mouth and she dry-heaved once.
“Yah. Jubokko’s don’t taste the best,” Tina stated as she helped April to her feet.
“Is mint extract really the only way to defeat this tree?” Leo asked, looking exasperated by the simple method.
“No. We could burn the tree down, this is just less destructive,” Tina stated as she emphasized her point by shaking the spray bottle.
“I have more mint extract and water bottles. I can make more,” Mikey said.
“No. This will do. Mikey. Will you actually make a boiling bucket of water and fill it with mint extract, lemon juice, and jalapeño extract. We’ll need it for the actual tree and not just for its roots,” Tina asked.
Mikey saluted. “You can count on me.
“I’ll stay and help Mikey,” April stated, “You and Leo go get Donnie.”
“Oh, we’re way ahead of you!” Leo said as he grabs Tina’s wrist and started pulling her towards Donnie’s lab.
The whole family was kept busy by the roots, even with Tina’s home remedy killing off the roots. It just wasn’t killing off the tree itself. Splinter and Raph were keeping the roots from trying to going outside of the lair while Mikey and April worked together to make the weird concoction. Leo and Tina were the main force driving themselves through Donnie’s lab as Tina sprayed and Leo chopped through the roots.
Eventually, after so long and Tina was officially out of her spray bottle mixture, Leo and Tina made it to the heart of the problem in Donnie’s lab. A normal looking tree had taken full root in the middle of Donnie’s lab. Donnie himself was fused inside of the tree and his eyes were blood red.
The tree spoke through Donnie. “Spring has sprung! And like said Spring, I too am sprung! You and your pathetic attempts to destroy me mean nothing. I will continue to grow! I will feed for now and forever!”
Tina pulled out her little fan and said, “Oh shut up, you stupid hunk of wood.” Tina began to glow pink as she used her magic to physically restrain the evil tree.
Leo chopped away more roots that tried to spear the both of them. “Tina, what are you doing?”
“I’m trying… To forcefully… Separate Donnie… From the tree,” Tina grunted as she held out her fan as a focus.
The tree popped, but the Jubokko only laughed through Donnie.
“Leo! Tina! It’s ready!” Mikey yelled from the entrance of Donnie’s lab.
With a swipe of his wrists, Leo made a portal and April and Mikey stepped through, holding a large pot together that steamed like a sauna. The smell that came out of the pot was an unpleasant smell, like what happens when you mix all the colors of a finger paint project together. The steam shriveled up the leaves of the Jubokko and its smug laugh died instantly.
“You wouldn’t,” it whispered in shock.
“Oh, wouldn’t we!?” April spat at the evil tree.
“Dump it there,” Tina pointed at the area of the tree where the roots and trunk connect.
April kicked over the giant pot and Leo caught the liquid with his portal and made another portal appear at where Tina directed. As soon as the liquid touched the tree, the Jubokko possessed Donnie screamed in agony. Tina managed to force the tree away from Donnie and pull him out of the tree, before the Jubokko could die and take Donnie with it.
The tree shriveled up as Tina pulled Donnie’s unconscious body towards them using her wind magic. Once Donnie was within reach, Leo, Mikey, and April grabbed him and held him. Soon Raph and Splinter ran into Donnie’s Lab.
“Is he okay?”
“How’s Purple? How is my son?”
Raph and Splinter asked at the same time.
“He’s a bit bruised, but he looks okay,” April said.
Donnie groaned as he started to come to. “Ugh. I feel awful.”
“Do you think you can stand,” Mikey asked.
“Yah I think so.”
“Are you feeling okay,” Tina asked, once Donnie was on his feet.
“That’s debatable,” Donnie said as rubbed at his head like he had a headache.
“Good.” Tina said. Then she decked him.
Everyone gasped as Donnie buckled from the force and fell on his ass.
“Ow!” Donnie yelled as he grabbed his jaw. “What was that for!?”
Tina grabbed Donnie by the lip of his upper plastron as she stood over his form. “What in god’s name were you thinking? Are you trying to die? Are you trying to kill everyone you care and love? Do you have any idea in how much danger you were in? Like truly? Do you understand just how stupid and dangerous and scary this all was? You could have died! Your family could have died! And for what Donatello? Tell me! What the fuck were you doing with a Jubokko!?”
The turtle fam looked on in shocked silence. Donnie was tongue tied for a moment from the tears that Tina was sheading as she shook with fear and anger.
“I—I thought it’d be… advantageous to make an emergency blood bank out of a Jubokko.”
Tina let go of Donnie’s plastron and groaned into her hands as she walked away from him to try and compose herself. As Tina was wiping away her tears, Leo and April helped Donnie back up onto his feet. Mikey held Donnie’s hand more to comfort himself than to comfort Donnie. Raph and Splinter looked on silently, not knowing what they could add to the situation. Splinter put his hand on Raph’s forearm as a comforting gesture.
Tina turned back around and said in an even voice, “You want to play with magical plants? Fine. Every day, at 4pm, you are coming over to my house and you are going to study how to actually work with plants. This situation will never happen again, do you understand me?”
Donnie nodded.
“Good. Leo, portal me back home. I have sugar beats that still need planting today.”
Without another word Leo made a portal appear, and Tina left the turtle fam to clean up the mess that Donnie’s experiment caused.
Okay, so I saw that Vee requested about the same thing as me, loved it btw, so new request that I haven’t seen yet: semiconscious kiss with Raph please! ❤️
Yeah I was gonna do the other option you gave me but this sounds too fun!
Rated Fluff
“He’s going to be ok but he does have a concussion so it’s best to keep an eye on him” Donnie had finished examining Raphael, who in turn had a rough night during patrol.
The red banded brute had saved his brothers but not without suffering a few injuries. He had been carried back by the threee of them. You don’t remember feeling your hear hammer so quickly then in that moment. You’d followed in, trying to assess the damage done while Donnie prepared the area in his lab to check him out.
“I’ve never seen him this banged up, you’re sure he’s going to be ok?” You worried your bottom lip between your teeth. Raph groaned from his place on the table Donnie had set up to observe him.
You make your way towards him, rubbing a soothing hand up and down his arm. Raph was on his side, bandages on his wounds. He was in and out of it, but he registered your caress and attempted to grab your hand to hold it. He mumbled something under his breath, eyes closed. “I gave him something for the pain, he might be loopy” Donnie spoke while putting away the first aid kit.
He wasn’t kidding, whatever he had shot Raph up with had him on that borderline sweet spot between sleep and high. Raph tugged your hand again, a dopey smile on his exhausted face. “Hey there big guy, how are you feeling? You with me?” You leaned down, caressing his cheek. “Yeh, m’good” He seemed to have checked out but briefly opened his eyes again.
Raph’s half lidded gaze met yours. “Shhiiiit girl, yer fine as fuck” He slurred out, your cheeks tinted but you shook your head. “Told you he’s going to be fine” Donnie spoke from his spot where he was hitting down on a paper what was needed for next months supply run.
You felt a thick hand try to lift your skirt, which you gently placed out of reach. “Ok Romeo, how about you rest up?” You held his sneaky hand and he pouted sleepily. Just as he felt himself begin to drift off, you leaned in and gave him a lingering kiss. You were relieved that he was safe and okay, his mouth was slow to the register but he kissed back. His lips soon enough stopped moving and he was past the point of semiconscious.
You pecked him one last time, rubbing his arm softly once the familiar sound of his snore could be heard.
