ROTTMNT Boyfriend Scenarios

Something Happens; Leonardo

You have to stop trying to mess with Dad," Leo sighs as he helps me from the messy TV room.

"I wasn't messing with him, he yelled and it scared me," I huffed.

"Well, you still knocked over the projector," the blue clad turtle rolled his eyes.

I stay silent in fear of angering someone else today. The look on master Splinter's face was all I could emotionally take before breaking down. I stare at the ground as Leo takes me to my giant bean bag bed in the corner of his room. He lets me go and I fall on the object, pulling the plush blanket over my body as I curl over the pillow.

I sit there for a couple minutes while I listen to Leo's movements, hearing his breathing as he shuffles out of the room, looking for Donnie to fix my mistake. Small tears rigged up in my eyes when Leo was out of earshot. My breaths become jagged and harder to pull in as the lump in my throat becomes too painful to hold back and I finally start to quietly sob into my pillow. My ears dip down and I pull my knees close to my stomach. Thinking of the angered face the older rat gave me made me remember the face of someone I never wanted back in my mind... Mom.

The memories of her angry face she made right before the screaming started and the swinging of her hands. It hurt to remember the words that she used to call me, I just sat there and let her do anything she wanted to me until she was too tired to care anymore and left me to myself. I hug my pillow close and try my best to stay quiet as my meek crys come out. I stayed in this position until I fell asleep.

Leo's POV:

"I don't know why, but I think you scared her a bit," Mikey tried to calm Dad while Don fixed the projector. I stay quiet with Raph on the side, slightly zoning out, but still listening. I throw my head back and sigh, thinking of the face that Y/N made when we briefly talked. The way she did not want to talk was strange for her, she was so out spoken before. Y/N looked ashamed of herself when she reached our room.

"Maybe leaving her by herself wasn't a good idea," I mumbled, not loud enough for anyone to hear. I slowly get up and stretch, walking out of the room. The lair was pretty quiet and calm today.

I walk into my room to see Y/N curled up on her bean bag, twitching slightly as she sleeps. I sigh and jump on my bed, relaxing into the soft cushions. Pulling my blanket on top of myself, I toss my pillow over and collapse in it.

I close my eyes and get as comfortable as I can, listening to Y/N's slight whimpers or mumbles as she sleeps. I moved to listen better because last time she talked in her sleep, she said some pretty funny things, but when I got close all I heard were meek cries and quiet protests. I looked over at her in slight worry and I saw Y/N shaking while she slept, tears coming out of her eyes. I jump out of bed and slip onto hers, holding her close while rubbing circles on her back. I whispered sweet nothings close to her ear and kissed the top of her head.