CASSEROLE I HAVE RETURNED AND WITH A FIC THAT I THINK YOUāLL ENJOY OKAY THANKS
still donāt know how to add cuts in asks/reblogs so weāll deal with some empty space again ig
Leo awoke with a senseless, overwhelming FEAR rooted deep within his gut. He sat upright in bed, his leg still aching from the beating he took in the Prison Dimension, but he knew that wasnāt what he was worried about. He started looking around, his eyes wide and red with terror. In the end, he was unable to find what he was looking for.
But then, all of a sudden, with no prompting whatsoever, fear turned into a DESPERATION so LOUD AND PAINFUL that Leo thought he would be crushed underneath it. It was a feeling unlike any other, an emotion heād only felt once before, and it was CRUSHING him!
And for some odd, unbelievable reason, it all centered around Donatello.
Leo didnāt even give himself the time to think on it any longer. He just ran out of bed as fast as his still aching legs would go! He opened the door to his train car, almost ran right past Donnieās because heās still not used to the new layout of his brand new forever-home, but quickly corrected himself before getting to the kitchen and ran back towards Donnieās room.
When he finally arrived, Donnie was already on his feet. He seemed frazzled, dazed even, by something that wasnāt even there.
And by god, Leo felt exactly the same way.
The two were inseparable within an instant.
Leo crashed into Donnieās plastron immediately, making the two turtles crash back onto the soft-shellās bed. The lack of retribution towards the sudden physical contact on Donnieās end made the bubbling anxiety within Leoās chest tighten, constricting on his lungs and making it hard to breathe. Leo tried to fight it back, because he knew that Donnie felt the same way, but it only led him to a new feeling he hadnāt yet felt. A feeling of loneliness, of grief, of being lost and worried heād never be foundā¦!
Nope. Wait, scratch that, he has felt this feeling beforeā¦
But for some reason, itās worse this timeā¦
Leoās chest ACHED so so much with all these new, unprompted emotions that just came out of NOWHERE, and so he justā¦ Cried. He cried into Donnieās shoulder, tightened his grip on his twin, and just barely managed to lift the weight in his heart by a little bit. Slowly but surely, after what felt like an eternity, Leoās tears slowed, his exhaustion from just being woken up taking up the space that the emotions left behind. Until eventually, there was nothing left to feel except an insurmountable emptiness and exhaustion.
The red-eared slider didnāt want to let go of his twin just yet, didnāt wanna leave the only proof of his very existence, but he knew the hug had to end at some point. So, with a heavy heart, Leo began to let go.
But Donnie, despite everything, still clung desperately to Leoās body, muttering words that Leo couldnāt hear. His voice was a whisper, a desperate and sad version of a voice that Leo had grown to adore. It wasnāt the voice of exasperation or the voice of annoyance, no. It was the voice of longing and desperationā¦ A voice that did not belong to Donatello in the slightest.
āTelloā¦?ā Leo murmured into his twinās shoulder, his own voice raw from the tears heād just shed. āAre you good?ā He didnāt get an immediate response, so he just hugged harder.
āI feel likeā¦ā Donnie suddenly began, his voice still quiet and sad. Leo tuned his ears so he could listen intently, not wanting to miss a single syllable. Becauseā¦ What an odd way for Donnie to start a sentence. āFeels like you left and never came back.ā Donnie said. āL-like you died or something, and that you were gone for years! Then I woke up and you were with me again, but something was still missing, and then you justā¦ Then it clicked back.ā
Oh. So thatās what that feeling was.
āI feel the same way.ā Leo supplied carefully. His head was beginning to hurt from the sudden swell of emotions, but he pushed the pain away for the time being.
And then suddenly, before Leo had time to even process what the hell just happened, Donnieās grip loosened and his head plonked onto his shoulder heavily. He didnāt just immediately fall asleep, but the turtle looked TIRED AS ALL HELL. Poor guy was probably awake all night again! So Leo did what any Good Samaritan would do and carefully set Donnie to bed, not wanting to touch his shell and warrant an unprompted panic attack. But just as he was about to leave Donnie to sleep, his twin grabbed ahold of his wrist and didnāt let go.
āI JUST- I want to be sure that youāll still be here. My cameras were ruined in the attack last month and I havenāt gotten around to fixing the ones in your room yet, so I justā¦ I-I need to-ā
āDonnie, if you wanted a Twin Cuddle, you couldāve just said so!ā Leo giggled half heartedly, the smile on his face feeling more like a grimace. āNow move over you big log!ā
Idk how to end this so weāll leave it there ig. This was inspired by a previous ask similar to this where they wrote in brackets that the present twins just spontaneously felt the same way as the future twins. Thanks for that little burst of inspiration!
and thanks to Cass for making the comic and for existing and for murdering my feelings it makes me feel great kthxbye-
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