Pretty Girl. Dark Raphael x Reader.

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You were the prettiest human he had ever seen.

Raphael could remember when he first saw. He was hiding out in an alley, watching people bustle by. He wondered what would happen if he went out and walked among them...but he knew that he couldn't. His picture was everywhere with a big, fat "WANTED" plastered under it. He couldn't, as much as he wanted to...

And then, just as his heart was sinking, there you were. Glowing and beautiful in your red (Red! Just like him!) dress and your perfect face of make-up. You seemed to glide across the street and it all seemed so fitting.

Him in the shadows and you in the city light. A monster staring at an angle. And a week later, that same monster would rescue the angle and they would fall in love.

When he first saw you, he had wondered what you were like and now he knew.

You were smart and sweet and you loved super hero's and fantasy novels and movies. And more then that, you loved make-up. You were actually fairly well known for it, having a large fan base. But Raphael? Raphael was your biggest fan.

He loved to watch you put on your make-up.

He'd ask you what every little brush and wand was for, stare at all your makeup pallets and thier bright and bold colors (you loved to go bold). And when you got ready, he'd sit there quietly, listening to whatever music you had picked that day and he just watched.

Raphael thought you were gorgeous with and without make-up but he supported you Mr decision to wear it. He loved it actually, especially when you did dramatic eyeliner or a colorful lipstick or something creative and bold. And even though you didn't understand his obsession with your little hobby, you accepted it. It was nice having someone treat you like a goddess for putting on mascara, someone who supported your every move...someone like Raphael.

"Aaaand...done! What do you think?"

You blew Raphael a playful kiss and even threw in a wink as he stared at you.

"Ya look...wow..."

The clone had never been one for words. But the message was clear and you gently, carefully gave him a kiss.

"Thanks, fanboy. I hope everyone else shares your sentiment."

They would, Raphael was certain of it. Who wouldn't love you? In Raph's mind, you were the most wonderful woman in the world...And the was the luckiest turtle in the world to get to be with you.

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