Am I annoying?
Rottmnt Leo x reader
Today, boys. Today is the day the last of few slivers of dignity I have left are ripped away from me. But hey, we all gotta post a character X reader at some point in our lives, right…? Right?
this is my first post. My first attempt at actually writing. So here goes.
warnings: none. I absolutely hate anything nsfw and will not ever post it. Just some angst, fluff. Unconfessed feelings.
…gosh.
When was the last time you slept?
Not last night. The night before was fitful and blurry and you weren’t sure you got any sleep then either.
It was noon now. And being awake for 32 straight now hit like a pile of bricks.
Dull pain echoed around your head and your limbs were sore. Occasional shivers and tremors ran through your body, and your hand would spasm and drop whatever it was you were holding.
Right now, you slowly climbed down the sewer ladder- on your way to your hangout you were invited to by the turtles today.
Despite having to share your conscience with insomnia, you felt so tired. But you could never fall asleep…
Head going slack for a moment, you momentarily closed your eyes…just a second, just one second………just-
Your sneaker slipped on one of the mossy ladder bars, and you nearly lost your grip.
Crap, I need sleep, you mumbled to yourself as you gripped onto the ladder, watching each slow and cautious step as you descended. If you had dozed off for a second longer, you would’ve fell down 15 feet.
You imagined the turtles grimacing at the sight of you splattered across the cement, having to scrape you off like a burnt pancake.
Gross. And humiliating, especially if Leo was there.
Your thoughts wandered as you lowered to the sewer ground, step by step.
Step by step. Step by-
Oh. Right. You’re on the ground now.
You walked the familiar route, crossing over a small bridge over flowing water and into a circular entrance.
You tried ignoring the million little thoughts prodding at your head, teasing you, patronizing you-
The homework due tomorrow, the essay that needed to be turned in on Friday- and it was Thursday, and you hadn’t even touched it!! Gosh, and that horrible grade you got today on the quiz, it would probably affect your grade report…
The familiar sounds of the lair grew louder as you drew nearer.
The volunteer work you promised to pitch in for, that you completely forgot about..dang it, I’m such a jerk! And you can’t just do it tomorrow, they would be done by now without you. Because you had school again.
That annoying cramp in your back, it wouldn’t go away, and it was growing stronger than your migraine… that gross splash of the sticky sewer puddle you stepped in that now clung to your brand new pants.
It was all itching at your bones, pulling at your nerves—
You finally walked into the lair/subway tunnel like you had a million times before. The familiar lights, posters, comic books and Lou jitsu memorabilia scattered all over the place. But it just made it worse. Everything felt so overstimulating. So, so- so much you can’t even think straight! How long have I slept? How? W Wh-
Leo, seeing you finally arrived, perked up from his spot on the beanbag and ran over to greet you. Never mind that you looked like you were run over by a subway train, he smiled wider than he ever had today! His heart did little flutters and he tried to think of a funny, witty thing to open with.
Grinning, he poked at your face and joked,
“Hey, someone’s looking grumpy~!”
You weren’t thinking straight, all you could process was Leo’s annoying quip and tease. It was the little butterfly that landed on the heap of Jenga blocks that sent it all crumbling down. In other words, your final straw had snapped.
“What dark cloud decided to hover ov-“
Before Leo could finish another cheeky tease, you cut him off in a frustrated, loud voice, almost a yell.
“ Will you shut up, for ONCE?”
Leo’s smile quickly fell.
He looked small, and confused, and guilty.
It had escaped, without a thought. You were overwhelmed. You covered your eyes and ran your hands over your face in exasperation.
Leo quickly stuttered out an apology.
“I-I, I’m sorry. S-sorry.”
He quickly walked away, out of sight. He was probably the last person you wanted to see right now.
Once Leo made himself scarce, he let his mind wander. run a mile a minute.
Was that annoying?
‘For ONCE?’
….Was he…always annoying?
He loved teasing and prodding his brothers, sure. It was almost like a sport to him.
But you? No, he wanted you to admire him. He wanted to make you laugh and smile and he wanted to hear your rare obnoxious snort.
Maybe even try making your heart flutter. He tried so hard to fluster you, and yet you flustered him effortlessly. Just by looking at him and smiling.
And yet he let his false hope fall. He wanted your affection and love so much and yet he made himself look like an annoying jerk around you.
You never snapped at him like that.
Leo itched his neck, spacing out as he blankly stared at the wall. His lip wobbled at the thought of you, hating him. Please don’t hate him. Please please please.
You now stood alone, and the harshness of your own words just now hitting you.
No, nonono! That was so rude! That made it sound like you wanted him to shut it every time he started talking and joking around you! Which was the last thing you wanted. You could listen to him talk and laugh forever.
Rubbing the sleep and buzzing away from your eyes, you trudged around the lair- looking for Leo so you could apologize. You tried thinking of what to say, how to explain.
Really? You snapped because you were tired? Sounded like an excuse.
You rubbed the static off your arms as you tiredly swayed into the kitchen traincar. No, nobody was there. Dragging yourself into another hallway, you peered into their arcade filled with loud game machines and lights and lasers. It was a good thing you didn’t see Leo among the other three, because that was too much stimulation right now.
You stumbled into the entry of the dining car.
Then Leo’s room. Surprisingly, he wasn’t there.
Then Raph’s room.
Then Mikey’s.
Donnie’s.
The welding lab.
The bathroom.
Other bathroom.
Was he even in the lair? Did he leave…? Did you upset him that much? No, you never wanted to hurt Leo in any way.
Another yawn escaped for the 50th time. Your vision grew dark and blurry around the edges and sometimes little colorful spots would dance in edges of your eyes.
The projector room. Only splinter sat there on his recliner, dozing off.
The entrance again.
Why was being awake…so hard…?
Even though you thought it was a little disrespectful, anxiousness drove you to peer into splinter’s room.
No Leo.
You tripped on nothing as you wandered around pointlessly, disoriented.
Looking at the rooms you had already peered in through half open eyes, you spotted the tunnel entrance to a room you hadn’t thought of.
Dragging yourself into the car, you recognized the pipes and the washing and dryer machines. Stacks of towels and blankets and clothes. Chemicals and soaps and an ironing rack.
And Leo, with a miserable and contemplative face and wobbly expression, or lack of. He usually wore the flashiest grin, but now he looked null and void.
He sat among soft blankets and towels, but he didn’t hear you enter.
So you called out to him to grab his attention. Or mumbled.
“….Leo…hey…”
He looked up, flinching at hearing his name. How did you sneak up on him? That was his thing!
His bandana that covered his non-existent brows rose apologetically. Like he was about to say sorry again.
Hold on. Time out- just-
You couldn’t hold up anymore. Your legs buckled uselessly underneath and you crumpled to the ground. Ironically missing the plush piles of blankets and fabrics and instead hitting the cold tiles.
Leo jumped over to you, scrambling in a small panic and pulling you up.
“Hey, h-hey! Are you ok? What’s going on? Wake up!”
He shook you in his arms, hoping for an answer now.
You very slowly opened your eyes halfway and tried sitting up.
“….I-I’m…. So tired, Leo….and I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean to yell. I didn’t- I-I’m…I’m so, just, stimulated, too, too much is going on. I’m sorry.”
Leo’s expression somehow grew even more miserable. But instead in empathy, watching tears of exhaustion forming at the corners of your eyes.
“Hey, it’s ok. I understand, ok? Relax…You need to take a nap.”
He gave you a small smile before he grabbed a warm blanket and tenderly wrapped it around you.
You tried mumbling incoherent objections and “I can do it myself”s, but he only shushed you and picked you up like a bride.
Effortlessly carrying you into his room, he gently placed down on the bed and sat next to you awkwardly.
“…you need a nap, so don’t even try escaping.”
He gave you a quick teasing glare, but it only lasted a moment before his expression softened and he brushed a couple strands away from your face.
his face grew warm and pinkish, which was strange for someone with green skin.
“…do you want anything? I-I’ll just let you sleep in peace-
But before he could stand up, you wrapped your arms around him with what strength you had left and latched on.
“…don’t, don’t go…please…”
You rubbing your face against his shell only served to weaken his knees and prevent him from going anywhere.
“…I-I- ok…”
He smiled and laid down next to you, leaving a reasonable space between you both.
But still pretty close. Pulling out his phone, he started playing some Jupiter Jim spin-off cartoon.
You scooted and shuffled closer, as if you couldn’t properly see the phone screen. But it was his warmth by his side you were after, because your eyes skimmed over the animation on his phone without a thought.
He glanced at you, then back at his phone. He couldn’t stop that stupid warmth from leaving his cheeks, but he didn’t exactly hate this, either. In fact, he had dreamed of a moment like this.
Except he wished you weren’t sleep deprived and on the brink of shutting down.
But it didn’t take long for you to be fast asleep, nestled right into his side.
He admired your peaceful face. Heck, you didn’t even have to be conscious to fluster him!
He turned his gaze back to his phone, watching the episode but still thinking about you.
And how tired he was.
When was the last time He slept?
Yawn.
His eyelids grew too heavy and he dropped his phone.
It was 20 minutes until Raph found you both, tucked in like lovey cats.
He cooed and tried not to squeal in adoration. He quickly whipped out his phone, silently taking a picture from every angle.
And once he was done, he left Leo’s car to tell everyone to quiet down.
And to entertain them with the cutest pictures ever.
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