I just love your Mob turtles and their headcanons! I was wondering how each turtle would act with a medic crush. Maybe someone that works for the Mob as a lower leveled nurse that catches their eye after they need to be treated by them. How would they meet again? Who would move their crushes position up in the Mob to get closer? And who would just bash their head in again to see their crush to get treated? Love the headcanons your write and keep up the amazing work! ✨
This is really interesting, thank you for this!
DISCLAIMER!!! Because they're all evil pieces of shit, this will not be cute. it's gonna be scary and abusive (esp Donnie's one) so viewer discretion is advised
you first treat him for a stab wound, it was a bad night at one of his clubs. Some guy got too handsy with one of the dancers, Leo intervened, the guy smashed a bottle....
he got stabbed just beneath the ribs, although the other guy was put in a medically induced coma when Leo was done with him sooo... A small stab was nothing by comparison
He's sat, slumped down, in the doorway of the living room, enter: you
his body guards (as useless as they normally are) called you straight away. the pay is pretty damn good if you say so yourself, being on the mob boys retainer has its perks.
you're got your kit with you, all your medical supplies.
"sir" you start "We need to head to the kitchen, I need a flat surface to examine you" you were polite, but clear.
Leo stands without so much as a grunt even though it's got to hurt
lies down on the kitchen table
you talk him through every step you need to take, starting with "I'm going to need to cut the shirt off, I'm sorry"
he doesn't care, it's ruined anyway
when you're done, he's surprised "I didn't even feel the stitches"
"I have a gentle touch" you wink and then instantly regret winking at your boss, it shows because you're blushing
he smiles too. 'He's got such a handsome face' you think and then you can't make eye contact
you almost shove the painkillers at him in your efforts to leave
the next time there's an incident, it's your day off, but he asked for you specifically and you can't exactly say no...
after that, it's you every time and the "incidents" are getting more frequent and less severe
you're at the house almost every 2 days
it gets to the point where a band-aid would suffice for the injury
but he's started sending you home with gifts, now
fancy chocolates, a bottle of wine, gift cards to high end shops ect
it's getting obvious why it's always you he calls
until, one night, it all comes to a head
he accidentally sliced his finger cooking and it will need stitches, but there are 2 place settings at the table and he asks you to stay for dinner after you patch him up
a hour in, and a little wine drunk, you blurt out "You know you could've just asked me out, there was no need to maim yourself to get my attention" you instantly regret this
"Wish you'd told me sooner, I was deciding which one of my fingers I needed the least"
Oh he's so accident prone
will never admit it, but he really is
you're one of his newest hires and were excited at the chance to get some hands on experience since leaving med school
boy does he give you some
his first call is because he was shot right in the thigh
it almost hit a major artery
you kept asking "is this ok? It doesn't hurt too much right?"
but he had to to keep face and even when he'd wince he'd command "Keep going!"
you weren't exactly dressed for the occasion, you were wearing what was once a baby blue crop top (now red) and and shorts and your mid-drift was showing
Raph seemed to notice this a lot
and when the bleeding had stopped you'd got him stitched up, he put an arm around your waist and told you how great of a job you did
it got you a little flustered
eventually, at some team meeting (you did not know there would be team meetings and neither did the other medics but Raph treated this like it's always happened) he announces you as head medic
this comes with more pay, but more responsibility
you're on call 24/7 basically
you get his personal phone number and a "don't be araif to call if you need anything, the phone works both ways"
this kind of earns you the cold shoulder from Donatello who was usually the one who fixed up Raph
everything was going great as was pretty professional until-
one night the phone rings, it's Raph, and he's clearly drunk
words slurring, talking real slow and basically humming down the line
he asks you to come over and if you "have a nurses outfit"
"It's me, I'm so *fake cough* ill... I could use a little TLC..."
you're a medic, not a call girl so you hang up
the next time you see him he's a weird mix or embarrassed and pissed off
like he knows he shouldn't have done it but he's angry you wouldn't fuck him
it's one of his guys who's been beat up, needs a few eyebrow stitches
Raph is too close, really in your personal space as you're trying to work
when you're done he walks you to the door and, through gritted teeth, says "I'm glad my little.... Indiscretion the other night hasn't made you unprofessional"
"That's a weird way of saying sorry" you reply in the sweetest tone you can muster
you smile until he pulls you in by the wrist
"Don't get cocky now!" he hisses "Remember who pays your bills"
you lean in and whisper "It's funny that you asked, because I do have a nurse outfit. Only men who respect me and my boundaries get to see it" you say that last part more forcefully as you pull away from his grip
after that it's a pretty clear game of cat and mouse between you two
It's been crystal clear since day 1 that he wants you
stroking your hair while you're trying to assess him, rubbing up close to you, giving you pay rise after pay rise...
you try not to be alone with him
but one day, and you're surprised because it's only like 1pm, you get a call
Mikey had a chunk bitten out of his neck and needs urgent attention
you're pretty used to all the weird and wonderful injuries he acquires and when you're done seeing to him, you realise it's now only you two in the room
he gets up and clicks his neck
"That's one thing I love about you, you know" he had a habit of starting sentences like you'd been talking this entire time even when you hadn't "You don't ask questions. It's a lovely quality in a girl" the space between you is getting smaller
"it's not my job to ask questions" you say timidly
he's closing in still "I like that attitude"
your back is to a set of drawers now
he's right in front of you
I think the lidocaine is wearing off, this is starting to hurt" he gestures at his neck "Can you kiss it better?"
your heart is racing and you're not sure if it's because this is threatening or because he's shirtless and you haven't taken you eyes off his abs for too long now
He laughs and puts his hands up
"Hey, just joking!" he begins to back away
you turn to leave and right as you grab the door handle he calls
"But, sweetheart, you ever feel like having a crazy night. You know who to call, no strings attached" and winks
after that, and extra 2k is put in your account under the reference "for your discretion"
lingerie is sent to your apartment as well as flowers
the next time you need to go see him, he asks if you're wearing it
you blush and look away, he just grins at you
eventually he throws a huge party that you're invited to, he never leaves your side
you drink a little too much to cope with the circumstance and before you know it you wake up from a black out in the back of his car just as it pulls up to your apartment
he walks you in, you're still unsteady on your feet, and kisses you at the door
"angel, you should be more careful" he does not elaborate before leaving
you hand in your notice which is only mailed back to you with "nice try" written on it
Mikey always gets his way, one way or another
He's a very hot and cold man
he'll smile and talk to you one day, then you don't exist the next
you can't get a feel for him at all
he's never been inappropriate or rude just... cold and distant
it's normally you he calls, you know this because the other medics are pissed off that they don't have an "in" with him
he just said you give the neatest stitches
it had been a while since you'd seen him
his brothers and he just had a big court case so they were laying pretty low
it had been nice, something about him made you feel things
a mix of unsettled and like you had to prove yourself as worthy
hat night you come home, your phone died at the bar and you're a little tipsy
only to find your door broken in
was that a wise move? no.
waiting inside, leaning against a doorway, is Donnie
you can smell blood but can;t see it in the half light
you freeze, his arms are around you and his face is in your hair, gently smelling it
something trickles onto your face and you wipe it away to find it's blood
"If- if you're hurt... J-just let me grab my supplies"
you turn on every light you pass, something about being in the dark with him just isn't right
when you come back he's gone
the next time he needs you, you do get a call
he got into a fight with Mikey, bottled straight over the head
you found out because Raph is still laughing about it when you get there
when his brothers leave, all of them including Donnie a little drunk, he pushes you against a wall and gets in close
you can feel his breath on your neck
"You know, Mikey hired on of those topless maids last week. Cleaned his car, tits fully out. How much would it cost me for you to take this off" he pings your bra strap
he was a man of medicine too and he was treating you like you're something who can be bought
as if he reads your mind he says "Everyone has a price"
"I don't know" you try to sound less scared than you are, let the anger shine through "how much does a new set of balls cost? Because if you don't back off you're gonna need them"
then his hand is around your throat
his thumb strokes your cheek
he leans in, his nose pressed against yours "I like a woman with guts but, if you're not very careful, I'll take them out and keep them in a jar"
"Was that a threat?" you retort
"No, I'm flirting with you"
sooner or later, you know he'll have you
Him and his brothers aren't the type to back down from anything
so the next time you treat him, when he pulls you onto his lap, you kiss him, make it your choice to go through with it
