TMNT Boyfriend Scenarios

Next Top Model - Donatello

I walked into the lab, being careful of my handful of shopping bags as I approached Donnie. 

"Donnie?" I yelled over the sound of the welding torch, "Can I ask you something?"

D turned around, turning off the torch and pulling off the goggles to look at me. "Sure sweetheart, what is it?"

"Well, you see," I began nervously, "I went to the store, and I got some clothes, and I don't know if they look all that great on me, and I was wondering if you'd give me your opinion on it?"

Donnie paused, putting his supplies aside and nodding slowly. "A-alright. I don't know how good I am with fashion, but--"

"You don't need to be!" I insisted, pulling him out of the lab, "I just need someone to tell me whether it looks like absolute crap or not."

Donnie quickly kissed my cheek, smiling as he said, "It's impossible for you NOT to look good, Y/N."

I gulped a little, looking at myself in the mirror once more before walking out into the living room to meet my waiting boyfriend. Donnie turned, jaw hanging agape a little as I stood meekly in front of him.

"Do you like it?" I played with the hem of my short white dress, with geometric cut outs in the long sleeves, wobbling slightly in my high-heeled beige booties.

"...Wow," He breathed, walking up and taking my hand to twirl me in a slow circle, "It's amazing. Contemporary and yet casual, perfectly suited for your body type, the color contrasting with your skin tone in perfect unison..."

"You're being very analytical," I commented quietly, "And you said you didn't know anything about fashion..."

A faint blush dusted over Donnie's face as he flashed a gap-toothed grin, "It's hard not to see every perfection in the outfit when the girl wearing it is as stunning as the dress."

It was my turn to blush now, as I kissed him sweetly, "Thank you, Seaweed Brain."

He chuckled, "No problem, Wise Girl."