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[Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe] Pt. 2: Leo’s Version

NSFW/18+/suspense/romance/fluff/agedturtles

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Initially, your story was shaky, but you had a clear vision. The challenge lay in persuading the creature and the audience, all while dreading the soon arrival of an arranged marriage.

They were seated, eagerly anticipating your participation, as your creative vision devised diverse narratives for the love story between Leo and yourself from start to finish.

Behind your calm facade, you were internally conflicted, struggling to suppress your emotions and genuine feelings for the four brothers, each of whom drew you in for unique reasons. But in the end, you had never decided who was best suited for you, and now it lay in the palms of another to make that choice. But you had to remind yourself, you’d only be married on this planet, so technically on Earth this wouldn’t count. Besides, this was just a means to escape. Nothing you couldn’t handle. Right?

You continued with Leo’s version of this would be romance fallacy. Or was it?

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Leo was the epitome of cool and laid-back, always eager to share his world with you, and at one point he treated you like you were the center of it. You had recalled one of those special moments. He was remarkably alert and he had caught you when you spaced out while working on an art piece, lost in brushstrokes and color choices. As you began to fall, he swiftly picked you up, smirking, "Remind me how you're a ninja?" Afterwards, he settled into his turtle-shaped chair cushion, a gift from you, and became absorbed in his novel. That was one of the many sweet memories you cherished.

But that was a long time ago, when the turtles weren’t accustomed to interacting with humans. After leading a life of freelance operations for the city under the auspices of the NYPD, he gradually engrossed himself with work and performing search and rescue missions as a hobby. He was a uniform away from being called officer Hamato. He was the best of the best so there was no blaming him there, but still, your friendship began to dwindle over time and now you were being treated like the next coworker, whereas you were once his favorite teammate.

What had changed?

You sulked in your window seat, staring outside, where showers continued to fall at 7 pm, contrary to the forecast calling for clear skies by the hour of 6. You silently rebuked the weather channel. It was the first time in months you’d be meeting with Leonardo. In the last two years you could count the times you’ve spent with him on one hand. Well technically four (human) hands, but still! Talking over the phone wasn’t the same as having a face to face conversation and you could admire those beautiful features and expressions he made.

Lately, thoughts of him have been on your mind. The possibility of losing him led you to call him on impulse. As you were no longer working together and you traveled to Japan periodically, you wanted to maintain some connection with him, fearing total loss. You have been secretly in love with Leonardo for years. You realized it the moment the two of you had grown further apart. You thought it was too late to confront those feelings and instinctively buried them deep inside, throwing away the key to prevent them from resurfacing. Somehow, the brief scare you experienced earlier beckoned you to contact him. You weren’t planning on telling him directly, but rather showing him?

The light tap on your windowpane frightened you, prompting you to leap off your seat and prepare to confront your attacker. You quickly lowered your defenses when you recognized it was Leo smiling through the glass. “Hurry up, I’m getting wet out here!” You felt embarrassed. You had invited him over and lost in thought over him, somehow you forgot you were expecting him. You used to leave your window unlocked for him and his brothers, until the visits became seldom. But that was then.

Seeing his face, you were reminded how much you had missed him and without thought jumped into his open arms and he spun you around in a tight embrace. “Wow! It feels like forever since I last saw you sweetheart!” His words were soft and meaningful. You instantly sensed that something was different about him. “Is everything alright Leo? Did something happen while I was gone?” His smile quickly turned upside down. His eyes never lied; something was amiss. “Leo?”

He put you down and pat your head gently, dismissing your questions as was his custom. “Everything’s swell! So, how were things in Japan?! Did you find that asshole that broke into your trainer’s dojo? Did you bring him to justice? I sure hope you did! Eh, who am I kidding? It’s you! Of course you handled it perfectly.” His words were haste and giving him away, but you chose to follow along until you could find the right time to get real answers. He was good at deflecting questions. That was his genius and why he made the perfect leader. “Not exactly. I feel like I’m losing my touch. It was so much easier when I had you around…”

His head turned as fast as you recognized the vulnerability in your voice. His brows furrowed, the look of concern written across his face was unmistakable. For a space, you looked into each other’s eyes and there was an unspoken understanding between you two. It was perfectly clear that he had missed you as much as you had missed him. But when and where did this come from? As long as you could remember, you meant very little to him. There was a sudden hint of guilt in his eyes. Either his eyes were developing tears or you had officially lost your mind and were seeing things. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry beautiful.”

When the fuck was Leo ever sorry? He never apologized to anyone. Was what you read in his eyes true? Did he really miss you that much? When? Why now? How? “What?” He inched closer to you and lowered his head to meet your eyes. You shied away for a second, out of both fear and anticipation. “Look at me baby. Look..” You met his gaze and your mouth opened to speak a peace you had prepared a while back for this exact moment, until you saw the teardrop roll down his face. “Baby?” You were obviously still stunned by that word. He never called you Baby. Sweetheart, Honey, Cutie Pie…endearing terms he used when addressing or calling to you. That was ages ago, but “Baby?” For two whole years he went back to using your given name, until tonight. “I need you to listen. I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much. I know it’s been a while since we’ve shared any real time with one another. This is all my fault! I got caught up with the outside world. I started to forget the people that truly mattered to me. Why I became a leader. My family. My friends. And you.”

You tensed up in his firm grasp. Afraid to ask, you wondered why he singled you out from his family and friends. What made you unique? Time and space orbited around you for what felt like forever. “An…and me?” His chest was heavily rising and falling, and his grip was likely leaving small bruises on your delicate shoulders, which were clasped tightly in his large hands.

You slapped them away! How dare he express his feelings here, after all this time of leaving you wondering about his indifference and distance! You were about to confess your feelings, eventually, but he surprisingly spoke up first, despite being the one who abandoned you, discarding you like a used rag! “Out with it! What is it Leo?!”

His glare became more intense. His eyes revealed everything, and you wouldn't let him escape this time. You'd endured enough hurt. It was as if he knew your thoughts, and he quietly confessed, "I love you. I've always loved you."

At the last drop of rain, an eternal quiet followed.

“But I thought you didn’t care for me anymore? I mean, you haven’t even been a real friend lately, so how? How Leo? When? I’m so confused.” You stood there, as if you had a choice, you were still bound in his hands, looking like a sad puppy begging for a home.

“Baby, I've been too afraid. I fell for you hard, and the thought of rejection terrified me. But I've reached my limit. Even if you don't feel the same, I need to accept it. Keeping this secret has been torture. I love you!”

That was the truth you'd been waiting for. Going from his favorite team member to an overweight donut-eater seemed implausible. You'd known the truth but avoided contemplating his response, believing no mutant turtle could be interested in a weak little human like yourself. You were part to blame.

“So?” His question surprised you. “Sooooo what?” You feigned ignorance and twiddled your thumbs while he patiently waited. “Ahem! Tell me. I can feel it you know? That and you’re a terrible liar.” Suddenly his face beamed. You had forgotten how well he knew you. This was it. This is what you had been waiting for. Don’t let him go, you fool!

“I…I love…”

“You love….?” His face matched his encouragement. He always did have to pull the truth out of you, being you were stubborn. Damn he was good!

“Okay! I love you Leo! I always have…” Again you lowered your head afraid to meet his gaze. You had finally summoned the courage, but this was HUGE! You were both your first loves. This was soooo awkward…

Later that night, you both marveled at the clear midnight sky for the first time, in a loving embrace, basking in the warmth and happiness after experiencing the most incredible pleasure.

Who knew he was such a lover?

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You unintentionally sounded excited after sharing your true feelings about Mr. Jerk, finally realizing Leo's jerkish nature. Did you miss his reaction? Was he genuinely your Romeo? In the back, Leo thought, 'Did you really feel this way the entire time? No, it was just a fabrication. You're intelligent and capable of outwitting powerful enemies. Well done, sweetheart.’

“Nicely done Earthling. You have three more tales to share. I must admit, this one alone has convinced me the beast donning the blue mask is your true match. But I promised to let you present me with all four endings. Continue…”

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Okay turtle crew! I’ve decided it’s up to YOU to decide which turtle deserves a “happy ending?” Okay now, relax. I won’t be taking it that far, but I realized during the making of this fic I didn’t have a final answer my damn self! So I’m gonna leave it up to you guys to decide who gets married! I’ll take a poll after releasing the other endings and let you decide.

The Introduction <- Read here!

Leo’s looking pretty freaking hawwwttt 🥵 rn!

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Enjoy my lovelies

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This lil ninja is a laundry load of shenanigans! 🧺

@thelaundrybitch I really hope u like 🥺👉👈