TMNT Boyfriend Scenarios

When You Save Him? Donatello

*Here you go, the second chapter i promised i would upload today, hope you enjoy it :) and apologies it is shorter than the others

It had been several weeks since you had talked to the giant turtle, Donatello and even then you hadn’t caught a single glimpse of the turtle. You were starting to thing whether he truly existed or whether it had just been a dream, however, the burglary must have taken place because the family picture frame had been smashed and you were still looking for another frame to replace the existing smashed one. So, if the burglary had taken place, then it was most likely that you had been saved by a giant purple masked turtle called Donatello. 

It was around 2030 and Tigger was lazing on the couch as you were washing up the dishes from your tea when he caught your attention by heading to the window and meowing rather loudly.
“What’s the matter you silly Kitty,” you dried your hands and then came over quietly and looked out the window only to come face to face with Donatello the giant turtle.
His eyes were tired and pained, his head resting on the cold glass and it was then you saw blood.
Opening the window you pulled him inside before closing it and shutting the curtains, he was clutching his left shoulder and you saw the blood streaming down his arm.
“Oh god,” you laid him on the floor with a cushion under his head and then looked up as Tigger dragged the first aid kit,
“Good boy,” you got out the things you needed before you looked at the injury.
There was what appeared to be a star shaped weapon in his shoulder which you removed before cleansing the wound and then stitching it together again. You wrapped it up in tight bandages and then gave him some pain killers before moving him to the couch where he fell asleep. You went into the cupboard in your room and came out with a purple blanket before heading out into the living room again.

You removed his gear and placed his glasses on the coffee table along with his night-vision goggles and his Staff like weapon and placed that also on the coffee table, making sure it wouldn’t roll off and wake him up. You placed the blanket on top of him once you thought he was comfortable enough, tucking it around him to make sure he didn’t get too cold and you even sorted out the heating so that it would stay at a constant temperature to keep him warm enough.

You awoke early the next morning to check on your house guest to find him still asleep, Tigger was sleeping curled up on the turtle’s plastron and you smiled. But you frowned when you saw blood seeping through the bandages of his left shoulder, so you went into the kitchen and retrieved the first aid kit and came back. Setting the first aid kit on the table, not noticing that his glasses were now on his face and he was in fact watching you as you unwrapped his bandages and examined his injuries before rewrapping it in a new bandage.
“Thank you,” he croaked and you froze and stared into his magnified hazel eyes.
“Urm, hello,” you blushed.