Chopsticks - part 1
Well, Turtledoves, it's been a hot minute.
Here is the first half of a fic I wrote for @leosgirl82 💕
The second half will be coming soon, I promise.
This was supposed to be strictly Leo, but it somehow turned into Blurple.
I'm not mad about it.
TW: Mentions of abduction, physical, mental, and emotional abuse, PTSD, anxiety - literal mentions, it doesn't go into detail.
This part is not NSFW, but the second part will lead to it. This part is mostly pining and a bit angsty.
And as always, my ninja turts are aged up to 30+ years. Don't be weird.
Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though🤩
Chopsticks - Part 1
Having been close friends with the turtles for years, their vigilante ways had finally caught up with them. You were taken hostage by one of their many adversaries and tortured for more than a month before they could get to you.
Broken and beaten, they refused to let you out of their sight and emptied your apartment into the lair.
And rightfully so.
The terror and torment hadn't been targeted. It was meant to be pervasive - physically, mentally, emotionally.
You weren't you when the turtles finally got you back.
Body, mind, and spirit had been shattered and scarred just as their adversaries had intended.
Initially, they set up a spare room outside the lab, where you could come and go as you pleased and where Don could keep an eye on you.
Since you and Don were closest, that had been the most logical place for you to be.
It was small, but it was somewhere you could find some solitude and time to reorganize your thoughts. The turtles were hopeful that their loving support while allowing you to be primarily independent would help you regain your sense of self.
But it hadn’t worked out that way.
The malevolent cruelty you had endured had been too much for too long, causing what felt like irreparable devastation to your character and core being.
You weren’t just having nightmares. You had maladaptive daydreams. Ones that were sometimes worse than the night terrors. Ones that Don had only ever been able to stop by heavily medicating you into passing out.
Which was not optimal for the long run. You needed to learn proper techniques to calm you down when medication was no longer an option.
And so that meant there was only one place for you to stay that made sense. With the only being that had more patience and serene energy than a monk.
Leonardo.
Your bedroom was currently the guest room that was attached to Leo’s room since he was the only one who knew how to stop all the night terrors that had been a direct result of said abduction.
He was there whenever your lungs squeezed so tight you were sure you'd suffocate from the anxiety attack.
He was there when your tears threatened to drown you as they refused to stop.
He was there to hold you together when the world seemed too much, threatening to shake you apart at the seams.
He was there.
Never questioning.
Never judging.
Always there.
Loving you back into existence when you felt you were losing yourself to the darkness.
Finally, you were starting to feel like yourself again.
Spending more time out of your room than in.
Eating regularly and with everyone at mealtimes.
Smiles and laughter finally finding their way back to your heart.
And you knew it was all because of him.
Admittedly, you had started falling for the leader some time ago. Hoping, and sometimes even wondering if he didn't feel the same, with all the affection he showered you with daily.
But you squashed those feelings down.
Deep inside, you knew that spending all that time down there had brought you closer to each of them. Moreso with the Leader- seeing that you literally had to go through his room to get in and out of yours.
So you really shouldn't be reading into it too much.
It was the natural progression of a deeper friendship.
Right?
The comfort had reached the point that most of the time, the door between the two rooms was left open, the pair of you going back and forth as you pleased.
Sharing books.
Venting frustrations.
Offering advice.
You ate meals together and even helped one another with the chores the other didn't care for.
You did his laundry, he made your bed.
He was most definitely your best friend.
And you two were extremely close.
Maybe a touch too close.
Or maybe you were just overthinking the whole thing.
Letting your heart wander too close to the edge where it could so easily fall and shatter.
However…
Mike had made a sarcastic remark one day about “just knocking the wall down and making it one big room,” and Raph agreed as the words were leaving his younger brother's lips.
Your eyes darted to Leo, but only for a split second before Don decided to join the conversation. Commenting on how that might make things somewhat strange and maybe a little strained. The pair of you were besties and did everything together as it was. Surely, being in the same space at all times would cause some unavoidable friction.
Leo had gone perplexingly silent, his eyes trained on you.
Waiting
Watching
Assessing your response
After an uneasy giggle and a blush that made you feel like lava had been dumped over your head, Don found some unapologetic bravado and told you if that wasn’t a concern for you and you weren't afraid of a little unavoidable friction, then his bed was always open too… while giving your entirety a prolonged look of appreciation ending in a wink.
And if Mike's statement hadn't turned you completely beet red, Don's statement most certainly finished the job.
And that was mostly out of shock - that the tallest of the brothers had suddenly thrown a pickup line at you.
That suggestive.
And in front of his brothers, no less!
Admittedly, the pair of you had teasingly gone back and forth with stupid pick-up lines and a bit of silly, trivial flirting whenever you hung out, but it was all in good fun. It was very much platonic.
At least that's what you had thought at the time, anyway.
But now, here he was, making a clear and direct advance at you!
Not exactly sure what to make of it or how to feel, you saw the sobering expression fall over Leo's face as his eyes moved away from watching you and, instead, glared at the floor.
Your heart clenched as Leo ducked out of the room rather quickly after that. You tried to go after him but Don stopped you, reminding you it was time for your daily meditation with Splinter.
A defeated sigh left your lungs as you walked with Don to the dojo, having to unwillingly leave the blue-clad terrapin to his own devices.
Heartachingly, Leo seemingly tried to avoid you for the next week.
That was what it had felt like, anyway…
Well. At least your hopeful romantic heart could finally put that question to rest. His actions had rang loud and clear, and there was no need to wonder where his feelings lay…
Luckily, his evasion hadn't lasted for long.
Realistically, it couldn't.
I mean, you guys basically shared a room!
After some extra meditation time spent with his father behind closed doors in the dojo, he was soon back to his old Prince Charming self.
Back to sharing his blanket during movie night.
Back to pulling you into his lap when there weren't enough seats. And sometimes when there were.
Back to climbing into bed with you and holding you tight after you'd had a nightmare, churring and pressing soft kisses along your hairline all night long…
But alas, you knew in your heart of hearts that you'd been friend-zoned.
Recently, you’d found yourself wishing it was finally safe enough to move back into an apartment.
Between Leo being Prince Charming and Don now courting you like The Dark Prince, you needed a break!
You needed to get away.
To separate yourself and put some space between all of you.
Specifically Leo.
Because you were entirely and undeniably in love with him.
And you weren't sure how much more and how much longer you could endure his platonic affection before you broke and did or said something that ruined the friendship…
Unfortunately, you were stuck there with them because, according to both Leo and Don, the group that had taken you was still actively hunting you…
So there you would stay.
For an undetermined amount of time.
Trapped in the sewers with your feelings.
Along with the man who held your heart in a vice grip.
And his brother, who was also trying to steal your heart…
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