REVIVE | TMNT x Reader Oneshots

Comfort || f!reader || ♤☆♧💖

'Maybe today just wasn't my day,' (Y/n) thinks.

When (Y/n) woke up this morning, she already didn't feel well. Anxiety was prickling under her skin and making her brain slightly foggy to everything. The only thing that was in her cards this morning was the fact that it was the weekend.

(Y/n) was hoping that she could dip by the turtle's lair to see them; usually hanging out with them, plus April and Casey, makes her feel better. Usually seeing her best friend, Raph, made her feel better.

For some reason, it did not.

(Y/n) had just stepped foot into the lair when Raph was walking by and said a quick, 'Hey, (Y/n)'

(Y/n) could feel the tears building up already and she quickly spun on her heel and ran. Running from her best friend of all people!

She took off back the way she came, sprinting to the manhole cover she originally pulled up that's just around the corner from her apartment.

The only thing on (Y/n)'s mind at this point was getting home, where she could cry in her apartment and no one would be able to see.

(Y/n) nearly tripped when she finally got to the ladder, grasping tightly on the bar that was about at eye‐level and then she climbed up. Heaving the manhole cover out of place took more effort than usual with unshed tears blurring (Y/n)'s vision and gasping breaths leaving her lips.

She was quick to clamor out of the opening before haphazardly pushing the cover back into place. Then (Y/n) was off again, speed walking instead of sprinting this time.

When (Y/n) spotted her apartment building she nearly sobbed in relief. She clumsily yanked down the fire escape steps and climbed up - almost forgetting to pull the steps back up - then (Y/n) swiftly ran up the stairs of the fire escape, nearly tripling twice in her hast.

(Y/n) reached her floor, the top floor, in record time. She pulled the window open and tumbled inside before even thinking about it.

'It's moments like these that I'm thankful my parents are never home,' (Y/n) thinks, shutting the window behind her and making her way to her room.

It's at this point, in the safety of her apartment, that (Y/n) begins to cry. Tears easily slip past her lashes as (Y/n) stumbles down the hall towards her bedroom.

Only once she's locked in her bedroom is (Y/n) comfortable with sobbing her heart out.
She chokes out a sob, then another. The tears running down her cheeks feel like they're burning her skin from how cold the air is.

'What the fuck happened today?' She wonders.

Footsteps sound down the hall, in the living room.

(Y/n) bites her lip harshly to keep the noise of her crying and hiccupping down. She presses her eyes shut and slaps a hand over her mouth as the footsteps get closer. She can hear where they are down the hall, the sound of the floorboards creaking noisily under their shifting weight.

(Y/n) glances to the left when the footsteps stop just outside her door. She can see the shadow of a person's feet standing outside her door.

'Please don't knock,' she wants to say. 'Please, spare me this.'

Three knocks sound anyway, dispite her silent pleading. (Y/n)'s eyes shut at the sound and she sheds more tears even though her eyes are shut.

"Hey, (Y/n), are you still awake?" Raph calls out. (Y/n)'s chest stutters with another suppressed sob.

She wants to call out. (Y/n) wants the support of her best friend, but she can't help but let the 'what if's' get to her. What if he feels burdened by her? What if he tells her to just get over it? To just suck it up? What if he tells her she's crying over nothing? What if-

"(Y/n), I know you're there... Please open the door, I- I just want to help." Raph's voice sounds again, interrupting (Y/n)'s spiraling thought process.

'What if I open the door?' (Y/n) wonders. A pout plasters across her face, more tears slipping past her lashes and her lip quivering.

(Y/n) doesn't let herself second guess her own choice before she's quickly approaching the door and pulling it open.

There Raph stands. A worried expression warping his face and concern swirling in his puppy‐dog eyes.

A brief moment of silence hangs in the air before Raph breaks it.

"Can I hug you?"

(Y/n) doesn't think twice then, either, when she throws herself against Raph and presses her face into his shoulder. Raph wraps his arms around (Y/n) securely, putting a hand against the back of her head and gently rocking on his heels.

A hiccup sounds from (Y/n) and echoes in the hallway. Raph notices the echo of the hallway, but (Y/n) doesn't. Raph's skin is so warm and inviting, his touch comforting or even reassuring.

Raph takes small steps forward, making (Y/n) follow with. Once in the room again, Raph shuts the door with his foot.

"You can talk to me. I'm... I care about you. And I'm here for you," Raph says softly. (Y/n)'s fingers trace messy patterns against Raph's skin, still holding on for dear life.

The reminder of Raph's care is enough to make (Y/n)'s emotions bubble over again. A whimper escapes her chapped lips and tears start spilling again. Raph tightens his arms around (Y/n), only making the tears fall down her cheeks faster.

"Please j‐just- Fuck, please just hold me," (Y/n) stammers out.

And he does.

Raph's arms hold (Y/n) securely, supporting her even when it feels like her legs have given out. Raph lets both of them slowly sink to the floor, where he pulls (Y/n) into his lap.

He's rubbing small circles into her back, and he continues to do so even after the tears have subsided and are replaced with silence.
Not many words are shared between them. (Y/n) decides she doesn't have the energy for them and instead decides to curl into Raph.

"Will you stay?" (Y/n) asks into the loud silence.

"Sure," Raph responds.

"Okay."

The silence returns, but neither of them mind it. (Y/n) falls asleep in Raph arms to the feeling of a hesitant kiss being placed on her temple.

"Sleep well, sweetheart."

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orig. posted: 22.9.28
wc: 1,119

thank you to NO_1313 for requesting this on my older book, you helped me get my writing flow back <3

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