I KNOW IM POSTING THIS LATE, BUT I NEEDED âšinspirationâš
Summary: (Y/n) and Donnie text each other everyday and they became close friends, but his crush for them doesnât help Donnie at all. During a live stream, Donnie accidentally confesses his feelings.
Note: gender neutral reader, she/they pronouns, SWEARING, and fluff <3 <3, sorry for grammar errors.
âAre you sure you want to stay on call while I stream?â âI do not consider this a problem. Your followers wonât see me and nobody will freak out because of my appearanceâ said the turtle expertly.
Even if he was a genius turtle, he was overconfident and certainly thought that everything he said was obviously right and every plan he conceived was perfect.
An example, this moment right here.
Only because he was going to be on call with them, using no face cam, it never meant that some complications wouldnât occur during the stream.
But Donnie had no intention of listening to any of that.
âDo you already know which game are you going to play tonight?â âActually I was thinking of a simple questions & answers streamâ they explained while typing something on their computer âI had a rough day, so chilling with my followers is what I really needâ a soft sight escaped from their lips.
The turtle watched them with massive attention, while they were massaging their temples. He really cared about them and seeing them being so stressed hit deeply in his heart. It was like an small arrow was shot into his heart, but not positively.
Although he did not really care about his own health, he always made theirs his first priority. His bad boy image cracked a little around them, but it wasnât his fault, he preferred to blame these feeling that he had ultimately accepted.
Again he shifted his eyes on their figure: their soft locks danced with every movement, even the slightest one, their tired eyes somehow still sparkled with excitement and the sweetest grin was plastered on their face.
Their voice sweet like honey blessed everyday his ears and he surely considered himself the luckiest turtle alive.
âDonnie are you listening to me?â The purple turtle snapped back from his trance âM-my apologies (Y/n), do you mind repeating what you were saying?â Stuttered put the purple, embarrassed of his tone.
A little giggle came from the person on the other line of the call and quietly the soft shell turtle sighed happily.
âIâm going to start the stream, wanted let you knowâ âThank you for warning me, (Y/n)â
( àŒ»âŠàŒș ăàŒ»â§àŒșăàŒ»âŠàŒș )
Another ping echoed through the room, the young streamer was answering a quiz while giggling with his best friend and followers. Soft words often came out from their rosy lips.
One of the viewers asked them to fulfill a quickly quiz: which undertale song are you?
Some lofi music was set in the background and the atmosphere was calm and cozy.
Another giggle left their lips, a scoff was heard from the other side of the call. âScoff, I canât believe your taking so much time to complete a simple test like these. It doesnât even have open questions, just multiple ones!â Said the turtle irritated from his friendâs behaviour, who only laughed as a response.
âBy the way, what did you get D?â They decided to use this nickname for him, to not leak his real one.
âOne named Dummy. I am totally convinced that this test isnât accurate enough beca-â âD, have you listened to the song?â ââŠNo I havenât, but the title itself is an insult to meâ their cute laugh made his heart beat slightly faster.
A soft blush spread on his cheeks.
Immediately he recollected himself. âWhat did you get instead? Youâre taking ages!â Only silence was heard from the call.
The turtle asked some few times if everything was alright, but he only saw their eyes fixated on their screen and a shocked dumbfounded expression on their face.
âHow the fuck did I get Your best nightmare?â
Donnie at that answer only laughed loudly, nearly breaking the streamerâs ears. He was on the verge of tears.
âChat this is bullshit, I donât believe it!â They screamed while reading the numerous messages from their viewers.
The turtle couldnât stop laughing and quickly he typed something on his computer, still laughing. In a second Your best nightmare started playing and another silence fell upon the two.
The turtle was trying hard to hold back his laughter as he carefully observed their expression.
âD, I am going to fucking strangle youâ this time the turtle wheezed loudly like a tea kettle and soon he was followed by the streamerâs laugh.
âI-iâŠi apologies for my behaviour, but I couldnât pass up such an opportunity!â He managed to say, between breaths.
With a click the turtle stopped the music and instantly changed it with another song, something calm to set the previous mood.
Another donation sound echoed in the room: request for both of you! Which color are you?
âOk what kind of question is that? Awkward as fuck but I love it, letâs do it! You in D?â Asked the streamer at their friend, and they were met with a dark laugh.
âOf course I am in. Itâs vitally important to know if I am my signature color. Hehehehevil laaaaugh!â Said Donnie with a dark expression behind his United hands.
A notification popped up on his desktop and quickly he opened it, noticing it was a link for a test. âWe are going to do it at the same time, D. You good with it?â Already focused on his task, the turtle nodded absently then hummed as a response.
For Donnie it only took a couple of minutes and he was more than satisfied with the result he predicted from the start.
âI finished my test, what about you?â âAnd IâmâŠdone! You first D!â The exciting squeals of their friend caused the turtleâs heart to beat faster, a warm feeling spreading in his chest.
The terrapin decided to share his screen and with a click the result of his test appeared on the streamerâs screen, visible to their viewers.
âLike I diligently predicted, the result of my test is my signature colour since I was a child. The colour purple resembles to wisdom, creativity, royalty, power, ambition and luxury.â Donnie smugly smiled to himself.
"Well I got bordeaux. It refers to sensuality, passion, vigor and love. The color bordeaux usually evokes vanity, magic, fantasy and fashion in the person who use it." they gasped "It really represents me!" the streamer added.
Donnie looked over the stream's screen and admired how their face lighted up at that discovery. Even if he tought this type of online tests weren't accurate at all, he still liked to do them, just to pass the time.
But doing these tests with his favourite streamer and person? That was literally a dream come true.
"The result clearly explains how sensual and passionate you are." the turtle blabbed out without thinking. His eyes were still fixated on the streamer's figure, but they immediately spotted the change in their behaviour. In a second (Y/n)'s face was covered in red blush and their eyes were open wide, embarassed.
Only then Donnie noted that his mic wasn't muted and that his thoughts aloud were being heard by his crush and thousands of others.
(Y/n) surely had seen how the chat was going crazy and spamming thousands of comments per minute.
"UH...I-I...I NEED TO GO, MY BROTHERS ARE CALLING ME!" with a lame excuse, Donnie left the call and turned off his computer, too embarassed to continue watching the stream.
Why had he said something like that?! As usually his mind was containing to much thoughts and had no space left for THAT.ONE.THOUGHT.
"Shelldon, initiate quarantine procedure."
( àŒ»âŠàŒș ăàŒ»â§àŒșăàŒ»âŠàŒș )
Three days passed since the "accident". (Y/n) hasn't heard of Donnie. They tried texting him right after the stream, calling him. But nothing. They also asked to his brothers and Mikey explained that the softshell turtle hadn't left his lab in days.
Firstly, the brothers hadn't showed any sign of concern since it was a normal occurance, but things changed when he wouldn't even let Mikey in.
"We don't know what to do. He won't even answer our texts or calls!" a panicked Mikey yelled to the two humans who were seated on the couch. April scrathed her head, it meant she was thinking hard.
Then an idea appeared. "I just need to understand something first: (Y/n)." the girl turned her head to the person seated next to her "You said he hasn't answered you for three days, right?" They only nodded "And you came here to talk to him, riiight?" Again they nodded.
"Alright guys, I know what to do!"
April was in front of Donnie's lab. Her hand beat hard on the door's surface. "DONNIE IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR IN THIS INSTANTE I WILL CALL CASEY AND MAKE HER OPEN IT!" Within a few minutes, noises came from inside the lab, then the door slightly cracked open and Donnie peered outside.
He was met with April's angry expression. "You are acting stranger than usual and we all need an explanation. But..." The girl quickly shoved (Y/n)'s figure inside the lab and shutted the door "You need to apologise to them and explain all the situation!" And then silence.
Donnie swore his heart was beating so hard it would be out of his chest in a flash. His hands were sweaty and so his neck and forehand. He wasnât used to all this pressure and surely didnât know how to handle it.
Especially if the main problem of the issues was feelings.
But apparently this statement of his hadnât been followed truthfully.
The turtle turned his gaze to the human figure in his lab and noticed how they fidgeted anxiously with their fingers, waiting for him to make the first move. However, they understood that and decided to approach him slowly.
Donnie remained still in his position, too nervous to move or react. Now his bad boy image had been thrown out the window.
âDonnie, I donât know what had gotten into you but I want to apologise if I made you feel uncomfortable during the stream. I really care about you andâŠand I donât want to lose you.â They took another step forward âYou are important to me.â They added with watery eyes.
The soft shell abruptly raised his gaze from his feet to their face and caught the imminent tears in their eyes.
With a swift motion, he cupped their cheeks and gently tried to swipe away the salty tears. He warmly cooed at them and continued holding their face lovingly.
His eyes soften at that sight.
âIâm sorry. Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry.â These were the words the turtle repeated like a broken record. He never intended to hurt his crush, the only person who really understood him and made him feel things never felt before.
Their foreheads were now touching, both their eyes locked in a sincere gaze.
âI never wanted to hurt, never. I acted like a fool, I shouldnât have said those inappropriate things in the first place and I understand if you canât or donât want to forgive me. My actions canât even be explained and you have every right not to speak to me again.â
They both continued staring at each other, no one said a word after the turtleâs confession. And they neither moved from the position they were currently in.
âEven if you donât want toâŠplease, pleaseâŠplease (Y/n) forgive me. Because I donât think Iâll be able to stay without you.â Breathed out Donnie, his lips ghosting theirs, eyes half-closed and focused on the pair of lips in front of him.
And when (Y/n) didnât respond, he connected their lips together in a needy but gentle kiss. The human breathed out pleasingly.
Their lips melted together and parted away only to reconnect again. One of his hands grabbed their hip and brought them closer.
These kisses held all the love they felt for each other. A passionate and caring love.
Even if they hadnât explicitly expressed their feelings, they understood this from the action of one and the other.
(Y/n) was the first to part away and Donnie followed their lips hungrily. He wanted more.
âDo you really find me sensual?â
âMore than anything.â