Ruth

It was late evening, the sun painted the earth a beautiful orange that you couldn't help but choose to lay inside the tent. And you weren't alone. Sean was next to you. He was sitting up with his hand doodling something on his notebook, a lit cigarette hanging right between his lips.

You didn't say anything but just stare at him. You weren't much of a smoker but after everything that went down. It's now nothing but just a stick of ecstasy. To be honest you've seen and dealt with worse. This is nothing that's gonna ruin your life.

Though seeing the person you grew up with now entirely different but somehow the same was mind boggling.

Suddenly Sean looks down at you and he smiles, taking a drag from his cig before laying down to face you, his elbow supporting his upper body. He hands you his notebook and you take to see what he drew. You laugh when it was you with bunny ears.

Of course he and his brother are wolves, yet you're the bunny in the stories he told.

"You like it?" He said and you nodded before handing the notebook back to him to place aside.

Now his attention was focused on you.

He takes another drag and tilt his head the other way to avoid blowing the smoke on your face.

Guilty enough, since the day you caught him smoking, you've always wanted to try it. It's probably just you being easily influenced or that he makes it look so good that you just want a taste of it. Because now everytime you smell the hint of nicotine, your mind instantly thought of him.

It was embarrassing how obsessed you were of him.

"What are you thinking about? Hm?" He asked when he noticed the look on your face.

He knew you long enough to know whenever your mind was drifting off. You chuckle, a bit unsure if you should be entirely honest or make something up. But you knew him well, he wouldn't be the type to judge you.

"If I tell you, you won't make fun of me" You said and the corner of his lip twitched upwards.

"Depends on how bad it is" He said all cheeky which made you roll your eyes.

When you were gonna roll to the side to have him face your back. He laughed and quickly grabbed you by the arm and shoulder to roll you back to face him. He looks at you, mustering up the most regretful expression he could to gain your pity.

"I'm an ass. Forgive me?" He said and you let out a defeated sigh before nodding. He smiles.

"So what is it?" He asked, taking another drag of his cig while waiting for you to answer.

You watch him blow out the smoke under his breath and you looked away, now wondering if it's a good idea to ask, but hey, you guys literally went through hell on earth to get here.

You'll live.

"I wanna try smoking" You said and he stopped when he was just about to get another hit.

He looks at you, like really study you.

"You... you wanna try smoking?" He raises his brows with a amused grin and you could hear the teasing in his tone start to come.

"My sweet innocent bunny wants to smoke like the big bad wolf?" He coed as he cupped the side of your face, leaning in to smooch you on the cheek which make you roll your eyes.

"We're the same age dumbass" You said and he chuckles, he takes one last drag of his cigarette before handing it to you.

You adjusted yourself, letting your elbow balance your body to meet his level. Hesitant, you extended your hand to carefully take the lit cigarette from his hand and he watches you cautiously when you examined the thing that's now in between your fingers.

"Be gentle when you inhale" He advised and you nodded it.

You placed it between your lips and you could feel the wetness of the cig from being previously used by Sean. Even with this bad habit you're possibly gonna pick up, you couldn't help but find it romantic. You inhaled, gently, just like you're told but the taste was too strong that you ended up coughing.

Without wasting a second, almost he knew this was gonna happen, he handed you his bottle of water that has been sitting beside him. You coughed and handed him back the cigarette before pretty much drinking half of the water inside. You grunt softly, trying to clear your throat but the terrible taste of the cigarette was still in your mouth.

"That was bad..." You stated, a very visible frown on your face and Sean couldn't help but narrow his brows at your disappointment. You actually did better than his first time.

Then he had an idea.

He studies your face for a second before finally deciding to do it.

"You trust me baby?" He asked and you turn to look at him. You nod without question.

He take another hit of his cigarette and with the smoke in his mouth, he holds you gently by the face and guide you to his mouth. You follow without resistance. With your mouth pressed against his, he slowly exhales the smoke into yours. Even with the bitterness of it all, you could careless about it.

"Mm.." He hummed from the warmness in his chest before pressing his lips harder against yours.

And that ignited something in you.

Almost like it's second nature, you placed your hand over his and kissed him passionately. He chuckles into your mouth before cutting short into a whimper, his body growing weak when letting you suck on his tongue to taste the nicotine. You coughed, just a bit but it didn't bother him at all.

Instead he grabs you by the waist and lay you down to get on top of you. Pulling back, he takes the last drag of his now finished cig before putting it out on the ashtray. You smile when he catches your lips back in his again. With your arms wrapped around his neck, his hands held your face securely in his palms.

"Mi vida..." He uttered as he devoured the taste of your saliva.

Your mouth now contaminated of him and the cigarette smoke. And what excited him even more was that you didn't mind it all. It was like you were allowing him to corrupt your body and it made him feel even more helplessly in love with you.

In his eyes you really was his innocent bunny.

By the time he ran out of the smoke, he pulls back, both your chests heaving and lips swollen from the long minutes of making out. If there was no smoking involved, this would have continued on for another hour. He smiles, adoringly down at you before carefully resting his body weight atop yours.

His head on your chest while he took your hands to place them on his back. You chuckle as you do so and start caressing his back like he always loves it. He nuzzles his head affectionately against you which had you run your hand through his hair, then placing a firm kiss on his temple.

"Can I say something?" He asked, with his face pressed against you, it made his voice low like a tired kid after a day of playing in the backyard.

"Yeah" You look down at him, studying his face. His focus on rubbing the texture of the skin on your arm.

"If you ever wanna smoke... please just use me..." He uttered the last part almost like he was afraid anyone would hear.

You chuckle. Not being able to resist it. Not when he's being this selfish with having you using him as your personal bong. How he would be upset to see you actually use an actual cigarette instead of just calling him.

"I will baby" You said and he smiles, closing his eyes to relax and listen to your heartbeat.

You don't say anything further but just twirl your finger around the wavy locks of his hair.

Ellie: "Why aren't you eating the tomatoes?"

You: "'cause I don't like it"

Ellie: "You know I care about you so please try eating it for the sake of your health"

You: "No!"

Ellie: "You wanna die?"

You: "Yeah, you're not gonna see me on my death bed crying about how I didn't eat tomatoes"

You: "What the fuck?"

*cue to Ellie wearing your panties*

You: "Do you wanna get a yeast infection?"

Ellie: "Isn't that like the stuff they put inside bread?"

You: "Do you ever wonder how dinosaurs have sex?"

Ellie: "I mean, I have the bodysuit if you wanna try right now"

Ellie: "How do girls pop each others cherries? Do they just like finger them really hard?"

*cue you trying to sleep after the intense lovemaking*

You: "Shut the fuck up Ellie"

You: "Have you ever considered how like there's like so many alternate universes out there?"

Ellie: "Psssh, yeah, there's probably one universe out there where we're both gay dudes that met at a bar. I'm the top obviously"

You: "That's what a bottom would say"

Ellie: "Nu uh"

Ellie: "I don't get why people find him attractive. He looks like he calls people slurs during his free time"

You: "You call me slurs too"

Ellie: "Yeah but that's cause you're gay"

You: "YOU'RE GAY!"

You: "Can you help me with this? I'm really tired"

Ellie: "Hi there really tired. I can't help you because you're not my girlfriend"

You: "Ellie I will beat your ass if you don't stop messing with me"

Ellie: "Sorry, only my girlfriend does that to me"

Ellie: "I wonder how many people think we're in a toxic relationship because we're always so mean to each other"

You: "Ooh, should we fake it until we end up on a Netflix documentary?"

Ellie: "Hell no! They're gonna spread misinformation about me being the bottom!"

If you weren't any cooler in his eyes, you've now broken the scale.

How he found out you played the drums was when he came over to your place the first time and noticed the huge drum kit seated in the corner of your room.

You could've sworn he let out the most giddy "wow!" when he saw it.

Apparently you never told him you played because you never thought about it. It was more like a hobby than a fun fact.

When he asked with that hesitant "Can you play something?"

Obviously you couldn't turn the offer down.

You just played whatever snippet you could, anything that sounded good enough and he was just so happy like he's your number one fan.

He is. Don't get that fact mistaken.

One day you offered him to come over to watch your band practice and he pretty much dropped everything to come.

Like come on who would say no to that?

He'd stay seated on the ground and watch your band practice a few songs for the upcoming play.

How your hands move fast to hit every right beat and your leg bouncing on the sidekick drum. His hands couldn't resist but to draw the scene in front of him right now.

He would never show you the drawing though.

It's only when you happen to see it that he'll finally tell you.

To him it's like a "Oh yeah I drew you the other day" sort of thing.

His notebook is full of sketches of you so it's nothing out of the ordinary for him.

Always gets flustered seeing your outfits during practices.

You'd often wear a sleeveless because it was easier for arm movement and also because you sweat a lot after hours.

Has told himself to stop finding how hot you were in this state.

But did it work? No.

It's probably just him but he finds it cool when you twirl around with the drumsticks during your free time.

Has once asked you to teach him how to and he got all pouty when you laughed at his failed attempts.

Hello??? Your biceps are crazy toned.

So don't blame him if he can't take his eyes off of them sometimes when you're cuddling with him.

Once gnawed on them playfully and you just chuckled at him. How he looked so much like a cat was cute to you.

Brags about you to everyone.

However he regrets doing so to Daniel 'cause now the kid is begging to come see your next play.

You'd offer to teach Sean how to play if he was interested.

Don't expect him to get it all at the first try but the moment he gets the hang of it. He'll look at you with that "I did it" happy glint in his eyes and you'd clap your hands with a satisfied look.

Probably will ask for more lessons if it means he gets to feel you hold his hand and guide him.

Volunteers with giving your wrist massages. Or just anywhere that was sore after hours of playing.

Would sometimes trail kisses just to make you feel better.

On the bus, you found yourself seated next to none other than Sean Diaz, he had been tutoring you Spanish since the start of the month. How it even happened was that you were struggling in class and he just happened to approach you to offer to tutor you. Maybe your stress was radiating off too much in the classroom but still.

It was odd. Definitely odd.

Because you guys weren't THAT close.

You two have only talked a couple of times but nothing deeper than that. Like the time you accidentally bumped into him in the crowded hallway, how he helped you to get your drink since it was too far out of your reach and the time you asked to burrow a piece of paper.

But that's just interactions.

Its a whole different story when it's glances.

You'd always catch him staring at you, even when he's running track he'd seize the chance to at least get a look of you from across the field. You might be pushing it but once during lunch break, you sat with your friends and was busy chatting about some random topic until you locked eyes with him.

He was sitting by the table that just happened to be in your viewpoint. You caught him looking at you, his head supported by the palm of his hand that all you could make out was his eyes. Discreetly, he shifted his attention back to his friend, trying to play it off like he was just simply looking at something else behind you.

Odd. That's the word to describe it.

The bus stops and Sean got up. Instead of walking off, he stands and wait for you to get up, letting you walk ahead of him so he could look after you. With the two of you walking side by side on the pavements, you watch the bus drive off with your mind occupied.

At first you figured he had a crush on you, but now you might have a crush on him. Ironic huh?

Maybe it's the little things he does for you that makes you feel seen.

Or how he was always so nice to you.

Or maybe it was the way he was so understanding with you even when you weren't doing well.

"Careful" He places a firm but gentle hand on your shoulder when you almost tripped on a bump.

Your body tenses as you stopped yourself in time.

"Thanks" You said, a bit embarrassed at how you were too deep in your head to look at the path ahead of you.

He doesn't say anything but shoot you a warm smile.

Sooner or later you guys make it to his house. The moment you step foot inside, you could hear his little brother playing around in his own room. Then you turned to see his dad looking through the bills on the kitchen top. When he sees you, he grins, your constant visit to their house has made him pretty much familiar with you by now.

"¿Cómo te fue hoy en la escuela?" He asked and you bit your bottom lip, regretting the fact that you told him you were being tutored Spanish.

Because now all he does is speak Spanish to you.

"Bueno" Was all you could muster up and he laughs wholeheartedly.

"Come on. Hey dad" Sean said to you before greeting his dad.

You didn't say anything further and simply followed him to the dining table where you guys settled your bags to take your books out. As you sat on the chair, Sean sat right next to you, making sure he was close enough to teach you everything. Even though it has been days of being tutored by Sean, you weren't making as much progress as you should.

Not when it was hard for you to focus properly.

He was close to you. Very close. So close that you were able to make out the texture of his skin. You could tell he took care of it because of the lack of acne scars left behind. Shamelessly, your eyes shifted to his lips, it was so plump for a guy. When you looked up, his eyes were already looking at yours.

"Did you get that?" He asked but you were too busy admiring his face to have listen to a single word he said.

"Oh yeah.." You ended up answering, well you could recall only a few words but that should be good enough right?

"Good" He smiled and tapped on the open book with the pen in his hand. You looked to see that he was waiting for you to answer the question.

(Question 1) Which verb conjugation is correct in this sentence?

"Ayer ella _____ una manzana."

A) comió

B) come

C) comerá

D) está comiendo

You stare at the paper, you're masking it but the inside of your head is sounding alarms right now. He definitely explained each of the multiple choice answers to you but you were too busy staring to even listen. Fuck... he mentioned something about come right? Might as well.

With your hand pointed at your choice of answer, you looked at him like a 6 year old kid would to their dad during math lessons. Sean tilts his head, his face remaining neutral. The suspense was intense until he suddenly shook his head. Fuck! Okay maybe it's C then.

"What does ayer mean?" He asked, stepping in before you make another wrong guess.

You definitely know this. But your doubts are eating you up that you can't answer. How you even passed your other Spanish test the past grades comes as a surprise now considering the position you're in. It's probably the long period of holidays that made you forget pretty much everything.

"... yesterday?" You said, uncertain yourself and he notices.

"Yes, and what did I say about the choices? Hm?" He scoots closer that your knees are now practically touching. You gulp.

Both at the touch and also because you didn't listen to a single thing he said.

"I..." You sigh. Honestly screw it, its not like you're talking to your Spanish teacher who's literally the spawn of Satan himself.

"Sorry I wasn't listening. I was busy thinking" You admitted, kinda anxious if he was gonna be disappointed at you. It's not like you were even paying him anything for spending his time on tutoring you.

"I know" He said and your neck nearly snapped from how fast you turned to look at him. You could see his lips twitch, struggling to conceal a smile.

"I just wanted to see how long you were gonna play pretend" He added and you could only stare at him in disbelief.

Now you just look like an idiot.

"Look... I noticed you haven't been focusing much" He pointed out, your declining performance too hard to oversee.

You panicked when you considered the fact that he's probably planning to stop tutoring you. To be fair why should he when you're not even committed to learning? It's pathetic to say, but you really didn't wanna lose the moments you'd always share with him after school.

"I'm sorry. There's just been a lot of things on my mind and if you don't wanna tutor me anymore—" The moment you mentioned that, Sean's eyes dilated, startled you'd even think of that.

"Ohnononono I'm not gonna drop you. I wanted to say—" He goes quiet when your focus was fully on him now.

He gulps, not realising how scary this moment would be.

No matter how many times he has practiced in front of the mirror.

All that rehearsing now pointless now that you're in front of him.

"I really like spending time with you. Like a lot. You're so pretty—" He stops himself short again when he realises your brows were narrowed from attempting to make out the message he was trying to convey.

Was he mad at you? Or is he trying to be gentle with the lecturing?

Lost, he cringes at himself and looked away with his eyes shut. You don't know what he's thinking to himself right now but you could tell he was nervous from the way his chest rises and fall. He sighs before turning back to face you again. His eyes now open and his hands reaching for yours, his warm fingers interlocking with yours.

"Me gustas mucho... y creo que estoy enamorándome de ti" He said, his tongue fluent and his demeanor more confident now.

Your eyes widened when you could make out the words "me gustas mucho". All the time of being forced to watch soap operas finally worth it. So... that means he DOES like you, just like how much you like him back. He clears his throat. Sensing that you finally understood what he was trying to say, he chuckles.

"I've been thinking about this for weeks… and I didn't know how to tell you but... I wanted to ask you out... would you go on a date with me?" He asked, finally gaining the strength to ask you and you bat your lashes at him.

"Yes" The words jumping out of your mouth faster than you could even think over the offer.

He stares at you, surprised you even said yes. He didn't think you'd actually say yes. He just felt like he was someone out of your league. Suddenly his dad coughs very loud from the bathroom, doing the usual father gurgling noises in the shower that it made you two laugh.

"How long have you liked me?" You asked because you had to admit, your chest was fluttering full of butterflies right now.

"Since I first saw you? I know it's weird..." He rub the back of his neck awkwardly and you couldn't help but blush a little.

"I saw you were having a hard time so I thought I'd take the chance to help you out" He said, his hands giving yours an affectionate squeeze and you squeeze back.

"I'm glad you did" You said and he smiled at your statement.

"Good... but now..." He picks up the pen and taps it back on the open book.

The very same question you're still stuck on.

You let out a tired groan and he simply chuckles at your behaviour.

For the rest of the afternoon, it was easier for you to learn and make progress on the subject now that you felt at ease enough around you. He watched as you answer the questions, one hand resting over the back of your chair and the other on the table.

Approval on his face as he nods to every correct answer you gave. And even when you made a mistake, he was patient with you. Just grabbing your hand and guiding it to the right answer instead.

"Good job" He smiled with his hand tucking the strand of hair behind your ear. You looked at him, satisfied with everything.

It was another day as usual, lot of work to do but not enough time to finish it all. It didn't help either with the fact you have strict parents who are constantly nagging at you to excel better in your academics. As you were at your desk doing your work, that's when you got a message from Sean.

Your boyfriend of 3 years.

"Come over? Haven't seen you in days :(" He texted with another follow-up message.

"Miss you *kissy emojis*"

You smiled, hands already moving to type a response.

"On my way"

As you grabbed your bag, you made sure to check if your parents weren't around to see you sneak off to find your boyfriend. Who by the way is unknown to your parents because if they found out you were dating. They're gonna try to point the blame on him as to why you're not doing well in your studies.

Shockingly enough, his house wasn't that far from yours. It was just a couple of minute walk until you're standing at the front door of his house. You knocked and you could hear Daniel shouting "Is that [name]?" from inside and Sean shushing him to stay quiet. Soon the door opened and it revealed Sean wearing a casual grey t-shirt with his hair a bit messy. You squint hard enough to see theres... flour on the ends?

"Hey—"

"[Name]!" Daniel pushes past Sean to hug you and you laugh as you hugged him back by crouching down, finding it funny how this kid was completely covered in flour instead.

"Dude...! I thought you were busy making the cookies" Sean complained, acting like that was the actual reason why he was annoyed.

"You guys are making cookies?" You asked which made Daniel beam with excitement.

"Yeah! Come on!" Daniel dragged you in, earning an annoyed sigh from Sean who closes the door behind you.

His idea of a hangout between just the two of you not exactly working out.

As you're taken to the counter, the state of the kitchen was definitely a mess. Flour almost on every surface and a cracked egg dripping on the side for some reason. Sean's phone laid on the other end, showing the baking instructions but with the flour already covering half the screen, it was hard to make out the next step.

Is this flour heaven?

"Do you even know what you're doing?" Sean asked Daniel who whisked away without a care in the world.

"Yeah, you just put the eggs in" Daniel stated but the egg slips from his hand which causes it to fall to the ground.

"Oh uhh—"

"Daniel!"

"Hey it's fine I'll just clean it up" You said, already reaching for the napkin.

As you crouched down, busy with wiping away the egg spill. Sean shoot Daniel a glare to which Daniel grimace, feeling guilty for the mess you have to clean up. Quickly, Sean went to grab a napkin to join you on the floor.

"Sorry about him. It was supposed to be just you but he wouldn't shut up" Sean complained which made Daniel shout "I hear you!" by the counter but Sean simply ignored him, letting an annoyed grunt instead.

"It's fine, I don't mind" You said and used your clean hand to wipe the one streak of flour from his jaw. He notices and couldn't help but get flustered a little.

"Yeah well... I mind" Sean pouts and his reaction made you chuckle, finding it adorable.

"Hahah! Loser!" Daniel laughs with his hand making out an L at Sean who glares at him, clearly wanting to at least grab the kid but he knew he couldn't in front of you.

"Well we should probably help him before he destroys the entire kitchen" You suggested and Sean rolls his eyes at the thought of it.

Of course he would.

For the next couple of hours, the three of you spent it by trying to bake the cookies. It was definitely a mess as Daniel was just tossing all the chocolate chips he could at any opportunity presented to him. While you were mixing all the dry ingredients, Sean stood behind you, wrapping his arms your waist as he rests his head on your shoulder.

With his warm body pressed against your back, you couldn't help but notice his smell. It was hard to put words to it. It just smelled like him, like that natural boy scent. The type that you are addicted to whenever you guys cuddle on his bed. Suddenly he starts placing kisses across your neck and it made you giggle, the sound you were making made Sean chuckle softly as well.

"Hey get a room you two!" Daniel gagged, clearly disgusted.

"Shut up Daniel" Sean remarked which made Daniel stick his tongue out at him.

After a while, the cookies are placed in the oven and Daniel decided to take a shower, fearful of his dad getting mad at him. Also because the moment Sean suggested cleaning up the kitchen, he had already stormed off. Well what did you expected from a kid his age?

"Stupid brat" Sean curses under his breath, cleaning the one cracked egg on the side while you were busy wiping the flour clean.

"To be fair, nobody likes cleaning" You said and Sean was annoyed you were trying to make excuses for his little brother. You always do.

"He made this mess. He should clean it" Sean uttered to himself like an angry child. You shake your head with a defeated smile.

After making sure your hands are clean, you head over to grab Sean gently by the face to get him to look at you. There he was. Brows narrowed and face all grumpy like an upset wolf. But not at you, never at you. With his face held both sides by your warm palms, he looks at the ground, too embarrassed to even look at you when you're looking at him with this much love in your eyes.

"I... Can we..." He was stumbling over his words, not sure what he was trying to say in the first place.

Then the over dings, thats when your focus shifted. You went over to open the oven and Sean crouched beside you to see the results of their hardwork. Obviously the ones Daniel made look like dookie but the rest was appetising to say the least. You watch as Sean took it out with the mitts and placed it on the now cleaned kitchen counter to let it cool.

"Smells nice" Sean smiled, almost like he didn't think this was gonna be the end results.

But instead you felt unease, sure it looks good but eating it? Probably not. Shit now that you think about it. When was the last time you ate? You stared at the cookies, almost like you're just now realising food exists and it's something your body needs to consume to survive.

With your mind occupied, you failed to notice Sean who had looked over at you with the same smile on his face. But it drops the moment he realises the conflict in your eyes. He knew obviously, about your complication with food. It was an on and off thing. You tried to get better but then you end up relapsing each time because of something.

"Baby?" He carefully held you by the shoulders, treating you like you were glass.

"You okay?" He asked and you tried to shrug it off.

"Yeah just was thinking about a lot of stuff" You said but the worried look he gave you made you reconsider your answer. You guys have talked about this several times now, to be honest with each other about this.

"I just haven't eaten in days... kinda forgot I had to" You said, hoping to make it sound not as bad as it seems but you knew it was always gonna be bad to Sean.

Especially when it was you involved.

"You're not craving anything?" He asked since the issue was always your lost of appetite in food. You shook your head.

"No" You admitted and he tries hard not to make it obvious he was worried but from the expression on his face it was too obvious.

It made you anxious.

"You're not mad, are you?" You asked and he was fast to respond.

"No, no of course not, I'm just worried. Uh..." He looks at the tray of cookies that have probably cooled down by now.

"Can you please try these with me?" He asked and you thought it over... then nodding your head.

He smiles, hopeful then carefully checking if its cold enough to hold. He picks one up, a small one, then held it in front of you to let you have the first bite. You stare at it before taking a bite and right after you did, he takes a bite from the same place you did. Letting out a over exaggerated yum which made you laugh.

"So delicious. I think it tastes better with you in it" Sean teased and you find it amusing watching him try to get you to take a bite so he could eat your side of it again.

"What a dork" You said before taking a bite and he didn't waste a second to have his share of the cookie.

"Mhm! Yup!" He shakes his head, satisfied with the taste like he was a judge on a cooking show. You laugh as you hit him playfully on the chest.

After a few hits, he catches your hand and pulls you close to trap your lips in his. You could taste the chocolate chips and you didn't mind it. With his hand gently caressing the side of your face as he devoured the chocolate taste on your tongue. It made you finally understand what he was getting on about.

It really does taste better like this.

"Stay" He pulled back, completely breathless.

"I'll make my dad cook your favourites, hm?" He tilts his head, waiting for your confirmation and you bit your bottom lip.

".. okay.. but... are we sharing it as well?" You asked and it took him a while to understand what you were hinting at. He laughs, his body shaking a bit from how cute your question was, how genuine you sounded.

"If— if that's what you want. Sure. Just uh.. uhm... not in front of my dad though" He said, getting back his composure from finding how funny things were.

Its been days, no, months since you and Daniel was urged by Jacob to this crazy church. You tried to oppose it, everything, how they're filling the kids head with all this prophet shit but for what you got in return is being thrown out. You remember shouting and kicking the front door for hours until you gave up, exhausted, both mentally and physically.

Almost like everything crashing down, you began sobbing, pathetically in front of a church. It wasn't just that it's been months you've been here, but the fact it's been months you've seen Sean. The fact he was in police custody now was still hitting you hard. First you remembered sleeping in the tent and the next Daniel is running to you, bleeding from his shoulder and crying about something wrong.

Next thing you know you're stuck here, the burden of looking after Daniel now harder with Sean no longer here to carry that burden with you. At this point Daniel might as well be your little brother. Suddenly you heard footsteps and you turn to see a woman instead of one of those cultists. Shes probably mid 30s, you're not sure, but you narrowed your brows at the awfully resemblance she had with Sean.

Okay now you're really starting to lose it.

"You okay?" She asked and after whatever conversation came, she was nice enough to offer you a place at the motel.

Even with the place to stay, you'd spend your everyday sitting outside the church. Shouting at them or trying to find a way in before getting kicked out again. All your attempts would have been comical if this wasn't really happening to you. Tired, you rest your back against the front door of the church.

Maybe you were desperate, who knows, you couldn't help but just mutter a little prayer.

Something between you and God himself.

Its honestly ridiculous how you're now doing something you never found yourself to be doing years back.

Ugh...

"Baby?" Your head perked up instantly at the familiar voice.

There he stood, a patch on his left eye and his long hair now a buzzcut. You mouthed a "what the fuck?" at what you thought is probably your hallucination of Sean. Not sure if this is the effects of your choice of choosing to spend your free time harassing a church under the hot sun.

Suddenly, he rushes over to you, not wasting a second to press his lips over yours. His hand placed firmly around the side of your neck while the other wrapped around your waist. Your body slowly gives in the moment you realise this was all real, it was too good to be true, how he even got away you could care less about.

He was here now and that's all that matters.

The kiss was messy, small gasps in between. No matter how many times he pulls back, he always pushes his lips back onto yours. Your taste acting as his source of life, as though he's hypnotised by it. After what felt like forever, he pulls back and looks at you, really look at you, both his hands holding the sides of your face.

"You're okay..." He muttered, his tone hinting the worry he had this whole time when away.

"Yeah..." You smiled as you leaned towards his palm.

You took him back to your motel, once you were both inside, you could properly explain the time of events that went down when he was gone. From the running away, surviving and whatever the hell happened here. By the time you were finished, he stays quiet beside you. You didn't push it. You knew this was a lot to process.

"Fuck.." He curses as he holds his face in his hands. Instinctively, you reached out to hold him in your embrace and his body obliges and let's you hold him.

He rests his head on your shoulder, the room quiet but you could feel how loud his mind was thinking of everything. Then he sighs, an attempt to distress and take it one at a time. Your hand traced circles on his arm, letting him take the time he needs to collect himself.

"I thought I won't be able to see you again." He said, reaching for your hand to hold it as his thumb rubs over it soothingly.

"Me too." You said. The amount of times you debated if you should head back to find him was stupid, but you knew you couldn't do it, not with Daniel being put at risk.

"How's your eye?" You questioned since you didn't recall Daniel mentioning anything about that. Sean sits up, letting you get a proper view of his patch.

"Hurts a little. Doctor says I'll never get my vision back" He said with a shrug.

"...but hey, at least I can still see you with this one" He smiled and the way he looked at you so fondly, it reminded you of the version of him before everything that went down in Seattle.

You blush, unable to help it but you tried to hide it by looking away.

"Don't—" You didn't finish your sentence but he knew what you wanted to say. His gaze now full of amusement.

The familiarity of the warm feeling he gets when teasing you, when you get so flustered that you just get mad. God he misses all of this.

"Too late" He murmurs, scooting closer to hold you by the chin to turn your head and make you look at him.

You were pissed, but in the way he always likes it.

He smirks, your expression just fueling his playfulness. Then he kisses you, soft and gentle, almost how he did the first time he kissed you. Then the kiss grew desperate and before you know it, he got up to lay you down onto the mattress to hover on top of you. You didn't fight it but rather kissed him back when he lowered himself to catch your lips in his.

His elbow was pressed on the cushion as support as his thumb stroke your cheek affectionately. Little whispers like "I love you" and "missed you" being said from him. The kiss was slow but passionate, no worries of being rushed and the reassurance that you were here with him in the present. His lips soon trailed from your mouth to your jaw, then your collarbone and whatever skin was exposed on your cleavage. You hooked your legs up and that's when you felt it.

Something hard pressing you between your thighs.

This wasn't the first. Certainly not the first. There have been countless times where you and Sean have made out and things got heated, but neither of you guys pushed it, but this time, this time it felt different. After almost losing each other, you realised the need was harder to restrain, and you could tell he felt the same way.

You could tell from the way he was rocking his hips against you every now and then, his hand digging into your hip, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to know he was trying to remove any space that ever existed between both your bodies. He didn't wanna say. He didn't wanted to be the one to ask for it. He looked at you, eyes pleading like a wounded wolf.

The last thing he'd want to do is force you to do something you weren't ready for.

And you knew, you knew from how destroyed he looked trying to compose himself that his hips were stuttering each time he grinded against you.

You grabbed his face to level him in front of yours.

"Do you wanna try it? We might never get the time again.." You asked and it was like you said the magic words. He nods, almost too fast that you couldn't help but chuckle a little.

"I wanna..." He nuzzles his head onto the warmness of your neck. He hesitates, almost embarrassed to say the rest of his sentence.

"What is it?" You said when he grew quiet.

"I wanna taste you... please..." He begged and the control you had over him now was immense.

"Okay baby" You said, granting him your permission and he whimpered in response, the thought itself already making him grow impatient.

He places long lingering kisses across your neck, the same time his hands moved to unbutton your jeans. When he has it completely off you and you were now left in your panties. He couldn't resist himself. He gently folds your legs up with his hands, his touch somehow burning your skin now that his face is leveled with your core.

He leans in, pressing his nose against the thin fabric and inhaled your smell deeply. The arousal was enough to make his head spin. With his thumb, he pushes the fabric aside to reveal how slick your pussy has gotten just from making out. He'd be lying if he said he didn't felt prideful at this moment.

Slowly, almost cautiously, he sticked his tongue out and licked the nerves across your slit. The feel of his warm tongue made your body flinch, your hand naturally extended to be placed on top of his. He noticed, and with his eyes glued to your face, he presses his mouth completely against you, swallowing and sucking your clit so delicately.

"Y-Yes.." You huffed out, your eyes shut as you arched your back. You didn't even realise it but your body was eagerly pushing it all down onto his mouth.

And he didn't mind it.

Instead, it just encouraged him even more.

He pulls back, wetting his two fingers completely with his saliva before slowly inserting it inside of you. The moment he curls them and starts to pumping the two digits in and out of you in a rhythmic pace. You could've sworn that you were seeing stars. With the feeling of his hands and tongue working on your pussy, it made it hard for you control your voice.

It wasn't that you wanted to alert the people from the other rooms, but he wasn't considering on caring about that part.

He looks up at you, his eyes examining every expression you made. Your mouth agape and brows narrowed from the pleasure made him worship you even more. This wasn't just about fulfilling his desires, it was about him showing how much he had missed you during those months locked away in that hospital. How much he loves you and how many nights he had dreamed of your touch.

Suddenly he felt your insides begin to twitch and your thighs shaking. You were close and he could tell. He hums softly, his head moving ever faster to help you chase your high. Your moans acting as his indicator on how near you were to breaking apart under his touch.

"I— I'm close...! Mmh!" You whined and his fingers pumped deeper.

"Let go baby, just let go for me like a good girl" He said, placing a quick kiss on your inner thigh before continuing his abuse on your clit.

With his words ringing in your head, your voice pitching higher from each stroke of his tongue. The room was now shamelessly filled with the lewd sounds of his rapid slurping and your pussy being fingered. You groaned with a loud moan following up when it finally hit you, your orgasm washing over your body like forest fire.

Overwhelmed, your body tried to scoot away but he grunted, using his arm to press you down to savour the prize of his work. You whimpered, helplessly as he swallowed the last drop of your orgasm. With your mind focused on steadying yourself after the intensity, you failed to notice the sounds of him taking off his clothes.

It was when he held your face that you finally acknowledged his presence. He kisses you on the forehead, long enough to make your chest all fuzzy inside. When he pulls back, he looks down at you with a soft smile. His eyes nothing but pure adoration towards you.

Even with the sweet moment, you couldn't contain yourself, not with the fact you could feel his erection just resting against the sensitive spot between your legs.

"Please.." You begged which made you ever more irresistible to him. He chuckles, tucking your hair behind your hair to get a better look of your impatience.

"One at a time cariño" He held your hand to place a quick peck on your knuckles.

Not long after, he reaches for your legs to push them up against your chest, patting gently on the side of your thighs to tell you to keep it up for him. And you did just that which earned a "good girl" from him. You watched as he adjusted himself, how everytime the bed dipped under his weight somehow making you more excited.

Soon he aligns himself to your entrance. He swallows hard, if you were close enough, you could've been hearing his heartbeat beating hard against his ribcage. The moment he lock eyes with you, the anticipation in your eyes, the trust you had in him, he sighs, completely in love. He grabs your hand and decided to have it placed against his chest, letting you feel him.

Slowly, he pushes himself inside, every inch deliberate and gentle for you. His hands had moved to rub your hips tenderly as he cooed you through the process. Even though he was aroused with everything happening now, he wouldn't risk hurting you. A soft breath escapes from his lips when he sinks deeper and deeper inside you while you threw your head back to the pillow from how full he was making you feel.

Your body taking him like you were made for him.

Your hand rest on his shoulders and it was beginning to be hard for you to keep your eyes open. But the way he looked so dreamy trying to be gentle with you made the view hard to look away. When his pelvis was finally pressed against yours, he chokes on his own moan as his eyes fluttered shut.

"Is it good?" You said, dazed from the feeling.

"So good" He breathes out, voice shaky, almost like he's being broken apart.

"God... so— so good" He chuckles, lowering himself to kiss you on the lips.

You squeak when you felt him start to move his hips, slow but deep enough to make your back arch towards his chest. He smiles into the kiss, his hands tugging you to take off your shirt and your bra. Once the fabric slips off, he was fast to take your breast in his mouth, he traced his tongue around it which stimulated you further.

"Tan buena para mi... mi vida..." He whispers, softly against your bare skin.

With your body fully adjusted to his, he began picking up the pace. Each thrust hard enough to make your moans drown out the sounds of the bed creaking. He keeps his forehead close to yours when he started to move faster, breath mingling with short gasps and soft moans that it made you even more needy.

You rolled your hips against him and he places his hand firmly on your back to provide support to help you match it to the pace of his thrusts. The bed creaking louder now with the increased friction. He watches your face, the flush on your cheeks and the way your lips part. It made his body shiver that he couldn't help but nuzzle his head onto your neck.

"Te amo..." He whispered, his accent coming out so naturally with his mind overtaken by the heat growing between both bodies.

That's when he felt it.

You were squeezing him even more than before. He let's out a low whimper as his body jolts. You were close and so was he. Suddenly he shifts his hand to grip the headboard and you yelp when he began to thrust himself into you harder and faster than ever. At this point the two of you were loud enough for the whole motel to hear.

"There— mmh!" You bit on your bottom lip when he was hitting all the right spots.

The sensation was undeniably good that it was a struggle to keep your legs up, the second your legs fell, his hand was fast to hold it back up. He presses his lips back on yours, your teeth and tongue clashing into each other that he didn't care about your saliva getting all over his lips.

With the knot tightening in your stomach and his hips stuttering, he buries his face onto your chest as he repeatedly utters "te amo" until his voice chokes out. The pleasure hits you both hard. Your hands digging into his back while his groan is muffled by your skin. You could feel the way he was spasming inside, coating your walls full of him that you whined at the warmth.

Using whatever strength he has left, he thrusts a few more times to ride out the pleasure before going still. The room now just sounds of heavy breathing. Without letting another second pass by, he wraps his arms securely around your body to hold you tight, almost afraid you'd evaporate if he didn't. Slowly he lifts his head up to place comforting kisses on your cheek.

"Did you like it?" He asked as if the answer wasn't obvious enough.

"Yes" You giggled and he smiles, pleased by your reaction.

Eventually, the two of you cuddled up on the bed after the intensity of everything. He holds you in his arms while he watches you doze off. With his free hand, he couldn't help but trace his hands across the features on your face, admiring you like the first time but never the last. He rests his chin on your head, letting you sleep against his chest as he inhaled the smell of your hair.

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It had been a week since you and Leo finally made it official. Everything seemed to have happened so fast that sometimes when you're with him, you had to stop and realise that you were now dating the very person who used to be your best friend.

Thats why you couldn't help it when you'd be a bit guarded around him. The way your body freezes when he wraps his arm around your waist or your face turning cherry red whenever he placed kisses on your cheek. It wasn't that you didn't like him.

You're just painfully shy.

And Leo understands that, he doesn't push it. He knows that you're still adjusting to this new stage in your life. Besides, it's not everyday for an average person to find themselves in a relationship with a literal mutant. That's why he'll always wait for the green light before initiating any form of physical affection.

Thats what you both agreed on and things have been smooth sailing since.

But today, you felt different. Maybe it could be the way you aced your presentation at work or how the barista finally got your drink right. You weren't sure but you just found yourself in the lair with this profound carefreeness radiating from around you.

With the brothers still out and busy with their patrols, you decided to treat yourself to some good movie on the TV. You thought you'd give the film a try due to its high ratings. It's not everyday you're blessed with this much free time so might as well take this time to spend it.

By the time you're halfway through the movie and close to the detective sorting out the clues linking to the killer. Distant echoes of the brothers returning from their patrol grew louder and louder 'til they finally stepped foot into the lair. They were laughing and chatting, seemingly in good spirits which also corresponds to another patrol gone well.

With your focus now on the turtles, or turtle, it didn't take long for the blue leader to finally lock eyes with you. The moment he was aware of your presence, his face relaxed from the sight of the familiar face he was looking forward to see. He approaches you, breaking away from his brothers who are making their way to the kitchen with their freshly bought pizzas.

"You look cozy" He remarked, noticing the way you were completely enveloped by blankets.

You chuckled, a bit embarrassed on how you've claimed this spot of the lair as your own.

"Thought I'd treat myself. You wanna join?" You asked, your eyes sparkling with plead and he couldn't help but look back at his brothers before back at you. A conclusion already made with a defeated smile.

"Sure" He says and you quickly scoot over to make room for him.

The cushion sinks upon the weight of his body and you made sure to lift the blanket aside before placing it around his lap... or whatever it could cover. The blanket is definitely big enough just for you but for you and him? There's gonna be some back and forth pulling.

"What are we watching?" He said while reaching for some of the bowl of popcorn.

"Se7en"

"Again? This is like your 6th time watching it now"

"8th actually" You corrected him and he laughs.

With the two of you finally quieting down and enjoying the film, you failed to notice your body slowly pressed against his. It felt almost like there was an unknown force pulling you towards him. Maybe it was the familiar warmth radiating off his body or the way he smelled like lavender from the incense sticks. You were just incredibly attracted towards him.

That was why it came naturally for you to rest your head on his bicep while your arms wrapped around his arm. He took noticed of this and he was trying everything to not make a big deal out of this, even though, this was a big deal for him. If you moved any closer you could hear his heart beating out of his chest.

With his focus drawn to your touch and breathing, he failed to notice when the movie finally reached the end. Suddenly you removed your grip on his arm to stretch as you let out a tired yawn. He looks at you, a bit upset you moved but also smiling fondly at how cute you look when you're tired.

"Wanna crash here for the night?"

"Yes pleaseeee" You grunt softly while letting your back hit the sofa.

He gets up, ready to head to his room expecting for you to follow after him until he felt you kick him gently on his leg to grab his attention. He turns to the sight of your back still glued to the sofa. Suddenly you reached out your arms at him with grabby hands and he chuckles at your childish demeanor. However he didn't waste a second obliging to your demands.

He picked you up as though you weighed nothing to him and he couldn't help but look down at you adoringly when you let out a long yawn before resting your arm on your eyes. The moment you felt yourself placed on the mattress of his bed, you dramatically splattered across it as if it's your own. He grins as he shakes his head in disbelief.

"You know you don't own this bed all to yourself right?" He crossed his arms.

"Mmm.." With whatever strength you had left, you moved yourself to the side for him to sit down.

"Aren't you the tired one" He smiles, rubbing your back which made you let out a satisfied sound.

After a moment when he thought you had fallen asleep, he removes his hand to reach for his book on the nightstand. He was planning to read from where he left off last time but just when he's 5 words in, you suddenly got up and sat on his lap.

"Wow..." Your actions caused him to divert his attention to you as he placed his book aside. With your head placed on his chest and your arms around him, he hesitated for a minute before placing his arms around your body.

This was new...

Very new...

But is he complaining?

"Why'd you stop rubbing?" You whined and he laughs.

Oh so that's why.

"Right, how selfish of me to stop" He joked.

Just then you lift yourself up to look at him. He stares at you, both confused and worried if he had said anything to anger you. Instead you cupped his face before leaning in to kiss him all over. He doesn't do anything. If anything he just stares at you, unsure on how to react. Is this actually happening or is this all in his head?

"You're so cute...!" You exclaimed before snuggling your face against his like a cat does.

He laughs with his hands gently pushing you back before you get any bright ideas on biting him next. He ruffles your head lightly before pressing his lips on your forehead, letting it last for a while before pulling back. His eyes nothing but pure love, it was although you had him in a trance... or maybe your messy hair just made you look irresistible to him.

"What's got you in such a loving mood?" He asks and you narrowed your eyebrows all confused.

"Am I not allowed to show my love and affection now? I can stop—"

"Nonono!" He stops you the moment you start to lift your right leg to get off of his lap.

ᯓ★

You've always had a massive crush on the purple turtle. Out of all of the four brothers, he just seems to get your attention without even needing to try. How you could be in the common room and watch him make himself a cup of coffee, the muscles on his body flexing each time he moves. It's just so effortless it makes you foam in the mouth.

So today, you somehow scored yourself some alone time with the turtle.

Turns out he's been working on some new tech and he needed some extra hands around. With everybody busy or you can rephrase that as nobody wanting to assist him, you were the person he came to with the request. That's where you found yourself, sitting on his chair, spinning around without a care in the world while he walked around grabbing his things.

You're starting to think he just wanted some company since he hasn't asked you to lift a single finger.

"Where's my... okaaay... just need to... juuust right..." He mumbles to himself, his hands busying away with whatever project he's doing.

Clearly bored, you stood up to stand beside him. It was when you approached him that he was reminded of your presence. It was as though he finally remembered why he called you here, to help him, and yet he's too embarrassed to ask for your help.

"What are you working on?" You asked and his lips curved into a smile.

"I'm building a new holographic training simulator. It's designed to generate realistic fighting scenarios based on the data I feed it. With every footage collected from my camera, I can just upload it to this device and it will generate a training session replicating the style of a specific adversary" He says tinkering with it before carefully picking it up.

He walks over to his desk, sitting down on his chair as you stood close by. You watch him place it under the microscope before taking some tweezers to modify it. You tilt your head, getting a good view of everything.

And by everything.

You couldn't help but peek at his bulge. Despite being soft, your imagination was able to make out how big he was. With everybody out of the lair, you didn't had to worry about your roaming eyes getting caught.

"Isn't it cool?" He looks over his shoulder and at you, noticing how close you were to his face, his eyes shamelessly darted down to your lips.

Your lips looked so plump that he couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to kiss you. That's when he realised what he was doing. He quickly turned his head, hoping you hadn't noticed but you already did.

It was so obvious that it was hard not to.

Noticing the tension growing in the air, you placed your hand on his shoulder. He jumps a little. He's not sure whether or not if you even liked him that way. Despite his feelings for you, he highly doubted that a human like you would ever be attracted to a mutant like him.

"Are you turned on right now?" You questioned and that's when he felt it, his cock twitching bit by bit that you could see it so obviously through the baggy clothing.

He faces away from you, ashamed and very much embarrassed that this is happening to him right now. Just when he's about to open his mouth to suggest you to leave, he felt your hand on his feet and it peaked his interest. He turned to see you crawling under the desk. He panics but his body betrays him.

Now his cock was completely hard from the sight of you poking your head out from between his legs.

"We can't do this! What if someone catches us?" He opposed the idea but man as much as he hated to admit it, you looked so hot in this angle.

"Everybody's out remember? But if you're scared of getting caught then you'll have to keep quiet" Your hands teasingly roamed up his legs until you reached the top where you began unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.

You pulled his boxers down and his cock sprung free, hitting you in the face which had you chuckle at how incredibly aroused he already was. With bits of his pre-cum on your cheek, you wipe it off and tasted it in your tongue, your eyes locked to his.

"Shit..." He curses. Is this really happening? Is his crush doing this right now?

As much as he tried to focus on his work you were making it hard to. At some point he completely gives up when you slowly pushed him by the waist, his back now pressed against his chair and he didn't bother to fight back, rather he let you have your way with him. He gasps the moment he felt the wet hotness of your tongue licking the tip of his cock whilst your hand slowly jerked the rest of his length.

"Ohhh— haah—!" His chest heaves. The way you were working on him so impatiently made everything slip from his mind.

He couldn't careless if his brothers walked in at this moment because he never knew you could make him feel this good. His moans echoed throughout the lair due to the lab being an open space room. In a way, the thrill of getting caught fueled his lust even more.

By the time you were done with warming him up, you opened your mouth wide, swallowing his cock inside or what you could fit of it. What you did threw him off guard. He moans, startled by your eagerness to suck him as you were already bopping your head to make him feel good.

"Ungh— mm—!" He whimpers, feeling too much at once.

His hands moved to grip on the armrest as his eyes were now half lidded. You were slowly picking up the momentum and it just made his moans grew louder. He was embarrassed but he couldn't help it. The sound of you gagging adding with the lewd noises of your saliva and his precum was getting him off even more.

He bucks his hips, hoping you could take more of him despite how small your mouth was compared to his cock. But shit, can't you just try? For him please? You wanna make him feel good right? He thought as he cried out in pleasure, the sounds coming out of his mouth becoming more pathetic the more you went on.

His grip on the armrest tightens, that funny bubbly feeling now forming across his body like a storm.

"I-I'm close—haaah—! w-wanna come—!" He utters and you simply looked up at him.

Using your free hand, you grabbed his hand to place it over your head, giving him the chance to use you as he wishes. Getting the hint, he readjusts himself on the chair before finding the perfect angle to thrust his hips up into your mouth. You closed your eyes, feeling the way his cock hits the back of your throat each time.

If you weren't wet earlier, you were completely soaked now. You never thought you'd see the day where your crush would be using you like a feral animal like this. Feeling your own arousal, you couldn't help but rub your thighs together for any sense of friction. Your suppressed moans vibrated his cock and it just further made his moans get even louder and his hips move sloppier.

His breathing slows.

"Yesyesyesyes— 'mgonnacome—gonnacome— c-coming—! fuuuuuuck—!" His legs shake as he buries his cock inside your mouth, strings of his orgasm spraying down your throat like wildfire.

You groan, your nose pressed against his groin while feeling his cock twitch a couple of times inside before he finally pulled out. You cough, trying to catch your breath. As nasty as it seems, you couldn't help but enjoy the taste of him on your tongue. Soon, your focus shifts back to him when you could hear him throw himself back on his chair, his whole body trembling while he's trying to gather his composure.

"So... mmh..." He sighs, clearly exhausted.

Remembering where he was, he looked down at you, seeing how your chin to your shirt was soaked of both you two's bodily fluids. He couldn't help but be smug about it. He reached for his tissues and scooted over on his chair to help you wipe your face dry. As much as he hated to do so, he couldn't leave you like this.

"You enjoyed yourself?" You asked, your voice bluntly messing with him.

He blushes.

"Yeah... thanks..." He says and he stared at you for a moment, contemplating for a bit before kissing you on the lips. Instinctively, you kissed him back, your hands cupping his face delicately.

ᯓ★

Imagine video calling your boyfriend, blabbering about your day on and on, completely oblivious to the fact that his hand is shoved deep inside the thin fabric of his boxers. His hand curled into a fist as he pumps his throbbing hard cock to ecstasy.

Can you blame him though? You're just so cute and he's missed you for days now. He licks his lips, his eyes focused entirely on you. He couldn't help it. Especially when you're wearing that low cut top. It's like you're doing this on purpose to seduce him.

"Are you listening?" You asked, chuckling a bit when you notice you could only see the top half of his face now. His pillow seeming to be the thing you're talking to.

He grunts.

"Yeah..." He blurted out, his words stuttering for a bit.

You smile with your head rested on the palm of your hand.

"You know I love you right?" You confessed and the way you looked at him full of love, it only made him speed up the pace of his hand.

"Yeah?" He answered, a breathy laugh escaping between his lips.

"Yeah, I was thinking of going out tomorrow night. I made sure to clear out my schedule so I'd be free" You placed your phone on your desk, the wall supporting it. He watches the way you run your hands across your hair.

Why couldn't you just be here right now?

"Tomorrow... s-sure..." He muttered, his eyes fluttering shut as he could feel the muscles in his forearm start to burn.

"You tired baby?" Your teasing tone made him whimper out of desperation.

"Need ya.." His voice completely out of breath.

He was close.

His precum had completely soaked the fabric through his pants. The fluid made it slippery enough for him to go faster. Images of you riding him was all he could think about in his head. He always loved it when you straddled him, edging him to his limits. You can be so sweet yet so cruel to him sometimes.

"You're adorable, you know that? Well... I'm beat... I'll see you tomorrow then" You stretched your arms exhaustedly.

"Bye baby, I love youuu" You cooed and it took every last remaining strength in him to not moan and out himself.

"Love you more" He said. With a smile on your face, you ended the call.

The moment you disappeared from the frame of his screen, he threw his phone aside as he shoved his face into his pillow. With his cursing muffled, he could feel his face burning up. Imagining you crying out his name the way he always makes you simply turned him on.

How you'd dig your nails into his shoulder. That lust in your eyes.

His breath hitches.

"Ohfuuuck—!" He moans, his orgasm wetting his pants to the mattress beneath him. His toes curled as he gave himself a few more tired pumps before turning to his back to catch his breath.

ᯓ★

Sometimes you worry if everybody sees that your crush on Donnie was a bit too obvious. No matter how normal you try to act, you couldn't help how you'd bat your eyelashes at him with hearts in your irises with your body not being able to relax at all whenever you're around him and your face heating like a furnace. It's unbelievably ridiculous how he's able to make you act so out of character. Because the moment you're with someone who is not him, it's a whole different story.

However you wondered if Donnie ever felt the same about you, you were sure he did, but sometimes he can go from being flustered over his words to just straight up treating you the same as everyone else. It confuses you. April assures you how your feelings for him is mutual but still, you have doubts. That's why you stirred up a plan, a hint so obvious it's pretty much a neon green sign telling him to go for it.

You arrived at the lair, each of the brothers in their respective spots doing their own thing. By the second you spotted the purple turtle busying away in his pile of projects. You decided to sneak up on him since what's better than to break the tension with a little scare?

Slowly...

Quietly now...

Almost.... there...

You stood on your tippie toes, trying to stand as tall as you could to reach his shoulder, but his shell will do for now.

"Oh hi, I didn't notice you there" He turns around, exposing to him your awkward state.

You chuckled in an attempt to hide how embarrassing the situation looked.

Fuck... what did you think you were doing sneaking up on a literal ninja.

"I thought I'd drop by since I have nothing else to do" You said which was a complete lie, there's a load of headache work waiting back at your place, but for now you just wanna be stupid in love.

"Didn't you say you had an important interview this week?"

Ah of course he would remember.

"Noo, I think you confused it with next week"

"Really? I could've sworn you said—"

"Hey what's that?" You pointed at a device he was in the middle of building until you interrupted with your poor attempt of a scare. He turns to look at what you pointed at, realising you were trying to change the topic, he simply let it go with a soft gleam in his eyes.

"I'm testing out this new holographic interface for tracking Kraang activity. Imagine a 3D city maps with real-time threat projections. I'm planning on placing these little bugs across New York to make it work" He said, picking up what looks so small of a gear that you couldn't help but wonder how it was gonna work.

But to be fair, he's Donnie, he'll make it happen if he wants it to.

"That sounds cool. I think it's smart how you're keeping an eye out for potential cosmic threats" You said and from your compliment, he looked down at the gear as he fidgets around with it. He giggles, almost like he's shy.

"You think so?"

"Yeah..." You said, your lips growing into a smile without notice.

Alright nows your chance to do that stupid thing you've been practising days in front of your mirror for.

"You're not busy tonight, are you?" You asked, trying to master up the most flirtatious voice you could but it feels like you're just mustering up miles morales from the spider verse.

"If my calculations are correct, the probability of a crime happening tonight is unlikely. Why? Do you need help with anything?" He asks, a bit of concern as to what you may need.

"I was wondering if we could have dinner... you know, back at my place. I have access to the rooftop so we can chow down up there" You said.

Fuck... did you actually just say chow down...?

You cringed at yourself.

He studies your facial expression for a moment, gears turning in his head before finally breaking out into a smile.

"Of course, I'll be sure to tell the others about it" He said.

Others? Who's others?

Ah fuck he must have misunderstood you.

"About what?" Casey chimed in, clearly impatient of staying around and waiting for his turn on the bench, which Raph happened to be using in the moment.

"Dinner over at their place" Donnie said, almost like he didn't just crush your plan into pieces.

"Shit I didn't know you would be hosting a party— hey guys—" and there goes Casey telling everyone about this supposed party of yours.

"Do you want me to show up early to help you with the props?" Donnie asked and you looked at him as though not all hope was gone.

Yes! Alone time! It's working... sort of...

"Yeah, I'll be sure to text you the time. I uh... I better go get ready" Great now you gotta cook a buffet for an extra 6 guests you weren't even planning on inviting.

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"And you didn't clear up the misunderstanding between you two?" April said, whisking away the cream for your idea of cupcakes.

"I would if it wasn't for your boyfriend. He's got a big nose digging into other people's businesses, I can see why he's your type" You teased, receiving you a playful poke by the side of your body. You laugh as you dodged her next attack before making it to the oven to bring out the baked goods.

"Well... it doesn't matter 'cause now you have to cook for a group of people instead of your date. You're lucky that I was free today"

You sigh.

"Yeah, that sucks. I was thinking of placing candles and rose petals. Too much?"

"Nope, sounds like you in love" She said to which you rolled your eyes at her remark.

Knock knock

Your head perked up at the sound of a faint knocking coming from your bedroom window, you head past the opened door to find Donnie already on your fire escape. The moment you see him standing there, pointing at the locked window. You froze. He came earlier than scheduled.

FUCK.

You panicked and ended up slamming the door shut on your way out. Your act getting a confused look out of April. She blinks at you a couple of times in confusion.

"Was it a dead bird—?"

"He's here. He's fucking here!" You nearly tripped when you walked over to the counter, hiding any evidence of your disastrous attempts.

"What? You said he'd be here at 6 not 3!"

"I did but apparently he's an early bird of sort!"

"Of course he is" April throws her hands up before scurrying over to grab her things but right before she leaves, she stops by the door.

"Don't forget to check yourself in the mirror" She said, blowing you a goodbye kiss before leaving.

"Right right right..." You went over to the mirror in your living room, giving yourself a few fix and there, practising your smile when you see him.

He arrived earlier before you could even get to makeup so this will do. Hopefully.

You went to open the door to your bedroom to find him still standing there, politely looking at the bird that had landed on your fire escape railing. At least someone kept him company. You approach the window to unlock it the clicking of the lock made him turn to look at you. He carefully made his way while you stepped back to give him the space to.

"Sorry about just now... I had to clean the place a bit" You apologised for your panicked state just now and he simply chuckles.

"It's alright, I didn't mean to show up unannounced. I just needed to clear my head.. um... what do you need help with?" He asks with his eyes looking around your bedroom.

"Uh... you could help me out with the whisking" You suggested and lead him to the kitchen, he follows, ducking a bit when going past the doorframe.

He sees the kitchen, parts of the counter covered in flour with baking tools scattered everywhere. The second his eyes detects the mixing bowl, he didn't waste his time and went over to start doing what you had asked him to do. To be honest, you were trying so hard to stay calm with him standing beside you, especially when decorating the toppings. You're obviously not gonna be cooking a whole dinner for everybody so desserts will do.

Goodbye to steak date with Donnie.

It was quiet for a bit, so quiet that it's making you uneasy. His presence alone made it intense for you to focus. Thats why it came naturally for you open your mouth and say something to break the silence.

"So... how did your project go?" You asked and he glances over at you.

"Still in the works, I had to delay it for another project I'm working on right now" He said, a sort of an excited smile on his face.

"Really? I thought you were passionate about getting that one done" You remarked and he half shrugs.

"Force of habit"

As you both continued the afternoon baking, you start to realise this was so much better than a dinner date. How you guys joked and exchanged laughter made you almost forget your disappointment of your butchered plan. You closed the oven door as you grabbed another fresh tray of cupcakes. This time you let Donnie do the icing for it.

"Okayokay... can't mess this up..." He mumbled to himself but you were close enough to hear his self assurance. You tried your hardest to bite back a smile.

He presses on the piping bag but he didn't even notice his own strength that he ended up pushing too much of the icing out of it.

"Oh shit!" He blurted out in a panic but you simply chuckled at his attempt.

"It's fine, you can still save it" You stood closer, covering his hands with yours as you guided him on doing the icing. Your focus is entirely on the cupcakes but his eyes were on you.

Even from an angle he could see the way your brows furrowed while you were attentive with the swirls. He hated to admit it but having you this close was making him struggle to swallow. By the time you were done, you used a finger to swipe the extra bit dripping down, putting it in your mouth to taste it.

"Mm... it's really good" You said and looked over at him. He couldn't help himself but take some from the piping bag to try it himself. He nods, approving it's taste.

"It's definitely sweet enough" He said.

By the time you're all done with the desserts, you settled on the sofa, clearly exhausted. Thanks to Donnie you still had an extra more hours to rest. You had your eyes closed but the feeling of the cushion sinking beside you made you turn to look. It was Donnie, sitting awkwardly, unsure of what to do now.

"It was nice of you to host a dinner party for everyone. The past few weeks have been hard after the whole thing with kraang" He chuckles, starting some small talk.

You look at him... thinking it over...

"It wasn't exactly for everyone... I was actually planning on inviting just you.." You said but you were too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

Donnie doesn't say anything.

Does the sign scream I like you loud enough?

"Like a date...?" He said and your heart nearly skipped a beat.

"Actually... yeah..." You answered without freezing up.

You look up at him to see him looking back at you, unsure whether or not if it was because of the heat in the moment but you swore that he was blushing. Suddenly he's rummaging through his bag, seeming to be looking for something. Thats when he presented you what you assumed was a tech shaped like a star.

"I wanted to show you it tonight but no better time than now" He carefully twisted the star and you watch as it unlocks itself, a bright light glow shining below the surface, revealing to you a beautiful mini star turning like a music box.

You look at it in awe.

"That looks beautiful, is it supposed to be one of your gadgets?" You questioned but he simply places it in your hand.

"It's a gift for you. You complained about how you needed a better night lamp so I thought I'd make one" He said and you couldn't fight the smile on your face.

He really does remember everything.

"Thank you Donnie, this is very sweet of you" You put it aside on the coffee table before giving him a hug.

It didn't take long for you to feel his arms wrap around your body and it also wasn't so discreet how he tried to nuzzle the side of his face on the top of your head, inhaling the scent of your hair shampoo like a perfume. You debated, seeming to think now is the best time to confess. There's not gonna be another chance for you guys to get some alone time like this.

"I need to tell you something" You pulled back and you could see the glimpse of disappointment on his face when you did so.

"It's kinda important and I've been meaning to bring myself to say it but I hadn't find the right time"

"Did you fail your interview?" He asks and you felt the words get caught in your throat.

"N-No! Not that, it's a whole different matter. About.. us?" You hinted at him and thats when he finally caught it.

Does he? Actually you're not even sure at all. He can be so unpredictable.

"Can I say something first?" He asks and you simply nodded. He clears his throat which had you wondering what's gonna be said.

"Statistically... I've run approximately 47 different scenarios in my head on how this could go, and none of them ended up with me sounding cool so..." He chuckles anxiously with his hand rubbing his wrist for comfort.

"... I kinda really like you? Like, 'stay up all night recalculating the probability you might like me back' levels of like you. I'm not exactly the ideal type but you know, I try, also there's a 98% chance I'm blushing right now but thankfully my complexion hides it. I think" He said, his gaze darting around each sentence as he ends up looking at the floor.

You stare at him but you couldn't resist the happiness pretty much showing on your face.

"You actually said it so much better than me. I would have made some stupid joke and embarrass myself" You said and your words gave him hope as he locked eyes with you.

"Is that a yes? It sounds like a yes"

"Yes!"

You laugh as you practically tackled him into a hug. He laughs with his arms fast enough to catch you.

"I like you too Donnie... it took so much for me to show you that" You said and it made him pause, he pulls back slightly to look at you.

"What do you mean took so much?"

"Well... you never took any of my hints"

"That's not true!"

You look at him with a blank expression.

"You mistook my dinner date for a rooftop party" You pointed out and your words cornered him. With no argument to back him up, he laughs in defeat.