The clock ticked away in the corner of Leo’s room, just one of the many ambient noises filling the air. He’d tuned out the sound of both Raph and Splinter’s snoring, the sound of traffic and bustle from above ground just a comforting hum. He was focused entirely on the subtle tapping his phone made as he scrolled through his comics app, engrossed in the stories he let his mind fall into, living vicariously in a different world through his phone. They were fantastical, an escape from the chaos of the world they were faced with.
The only light in the room was from his phone and the crack under his door, which had a shadow step in front of it.
His phone made another little tap as he hit the button to go to the next chapter, when he heard a soft sound from his doorway. It was… Donnie?
The two made eye contact for a brief moment, raising a brow at one another. Donnie looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes, but other than that his expression stayed neutral. The comfortable silence felt heavy, disturbed by the trepidation and anticipation of a potential conversation.
But instead of a quip, Donnie shuffled over and sat on the edge of the bed next to Leo, and stretched out on top of the comforter. He folded his arms under his head and hid his face in his elbows, making sure to not encroach on Leo’s space.
Leo scooted over a little, making room for the both of them. Donnie didn’t seem to want to talk, which was a surprise… But the heavy atmosphere settled as they both relaxed. After a few minutes, Leo patted the top of Donnie’s head, looking back to his phone.
“You okay?” Leo asked quietly.
Donnie hummed in response.
The silence stretched on long enough for Leo to think Donnie had fallen asleep beside him. He could pick up on his twin’s exhaustion from the moment he walked in. Leo started to absentmindedly rub patterns into the back of Donnie’s head, tracing little circles at the base of his neck to help him relax while he read his comics.
After a long moment, Donnie finally murmured, “It’s just bad thoughts, I didn’t want to be alone.”
Leo blinked at the admission. That was awfully blunt. He looked at him with a frown. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Donnie shook his head softly.
“You wanna sleep in here tonight?”
“Like when we were little?” Donnie looked up at him from over his arms.
“Ha, yeah. Like when we were little,” Leo confirmed with a small smile to him.
Donnie let out a soft chuckle at that, and let himself lean a little closer to Leo, relaxing against him.
The clock ticked away in the corner of Leo’s room, just one of the many ambient noises filling the air. He’d tuned out the sound of both Raph and Splinter’s snoring, the sound of traffic and bustle from above ground just a comforting hum. He was focused entirely on the subtle tapping his phone made as he scrolled through his comics app, and he found comfort in the gentle breathing of his twin that had fallen asleep next to him.
The worlds in his comics he read were always an escape and fantastical, but this one? It was pretty okay too.
Writing and Art by Vane!
I got carried away with a doodle from an idea I've had circulating around in my brain. Have a lil disaster twins comfort for the soul
