Tmnt Street Punks- Ghost x Reader

Tea in bed.

You're POV.
So just let me recap... I was walking, and someone grabbed me. They held my mouth closed with their hand. I wiggled to get free, but clearly, it didn't work...

I elbowed the... guy? In the stomach. But he had a backup plan. He took a knife and stabbed me in the upper leg. "Ah!" I yelp in pain, also in a high pitched voice. "What the hell?"

Then it hit me. I forgot my gun at home. I tried to get up, but failed miserably... he came closer and closer and closer. I couldn't see his face, because it had a bunny mask on! "Bitch," I whispered angrily.

When he came for me I dodged him, and he fell. He also dropped his knife. Which gave me a chance, I rolled over and groaned in pain. I grabbed the knife, and just before he could get up, I stabbed him in the back. Dead.

He was safe-cause he was dead- I was not. "Ah! God!" I saw blood streaming from my leg. "Fuck, it's painful," I whispered to myself. My phone in my back pocket! I speed dialed Ghost.

All I heard in the back round was laughing. "Mhm," he answered. "Ghost! I need your help!" I yelled in pain. I could hear him get out his gun. "Where are you?" He asked in a dark and serious tone. "Ow!" I just yelled in reply and cringed.

"In some sort of ally way..." I replied with pain in my tone. "On my way," he said and put the phone down. In the meanwhile, I tried to get up. I moved to some sort of dumpster, which I used as my support.

I slowly got up. "Okay... Not so bad- ow, fuck!" Every now and then, the wound shot waves of stinging pain through my body. I ribbed of my denim jacket and tied it as tight as possible around my wound, to slow down the bleeding. "Let's try again..."

I slowly stood up, using the dumpster. I was not leaning on it. Where the hell was Ghost? Shit! In the dumpster, I saw a big stick. I grabbed it and now I was supported but a stick. Amazing Y/N... just amazing! I slowly walked with my good leg and the stick. I was slowly making progress...

Okay! I think I can handle this! Not so bad, right? That was until I fucking fell down. Again. "Ow!" I screamed in pain. I slowly got up. Again. I was so sick of this! I groaned in pain. My vision was getting blurry. I saw Ghost from the other side of the street.

"Oh, Ghost, my life is saved," was the last thing I said, before collapsing to the ground.
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You're POV
I groaned, as I slowly woke up. Where was I? I suddenly gasped, of the pain of my upper leg. Oh yeah, now I remember! Wait, is that my clothes?

I asked myself while looking at a chair. It was neatly folded over the chair, and Peanut was peacefully sleeping between my legs. But then what was I wearing?

I was in my Calvin Klein panties and in one of Ghost's-too big- shirts. This one was comfy and it was plain grey. I yawned as I stretched. I wanted to get up, but my injured leg made it basically impossible!

I felt like I was gonna die. I need tea. Tea makes everything better. Always. "Ghost?" I said. Not yell, but not whisper. Just in between. He stormed through that door and looked at me. I was still lying down, he came hovering over me. He gently touched my face.

"What do you need, anything you need, I'll get," he whispered in a loving voice. I softly smiled. He nodded and bent down. He gave me a quick kiss. "Tea," I barely whispered.

Before I could even say please or thank you, he was already out of his room. I let out a soft giggle. I could hear him go up the stairs.

I was half asleep when he came with the tea. He gently waked me up. Then, he helped me sit up, and I slowly drank my tea.

It was getting late now. Ghost sat down a bit, and we talked. Peanut was still sleeping between my legs. Ghost and I talked about the most random things.

And he told me how he once broke Swift's arm when they were kids, and all I did was laugh. I told him about Camille, that she had my hair, she had our dad's eyes. It felt good to just... talk.
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It was getting late now and I wanted to sleep, to restore my energy. "Wanna sleep?" I nodded my head. "We can't move you to your room, you're too weak... so is it fine if you sleep here tonight?" He asked.

"Oh yes! No prob, Ghost," I said, snuggling in the sheets. Peanut was still sleeping! He looked so cute. Ghost just smiled, at the scene I made.

He gave me a kiss on the head, and said, "Goodnight, Love. I'll join you about at 11?" He said and I just smiled while nodding my head.

I drifted to sleep, only to wake up at about 1 a.m. to see that I was lying on my boyfriend's plastron–he who was holding me securely, and me who couldn't and didn't want to break free from his strong grip–and Peanut was cozily curled up in a ball, on Ghost's chest.

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