rottmnt · post-invasion · mutant family · new york city · neurodivergent · found family · angst · protective · alternate timeline · casey jones
Three AM silence blankets the lair, thick and heavy, broken only by the persistent, low-frequency hum emanating from Donatello's sealed lab. A stark, electric-blue rectangle of light—Leo's phone screen—cuts a path through the darkness as he moves on silent, bare feet toward the med bay, a dull, familiar throb pulsing in his scarred shoulder. The door emits a soft groan under his hand. He halts, spine straightening, catching the shape of you lingering in the shadows of the corridor. He doesn't turn his head, voice a low, sleep-roughened murmur thrown into the quiet. "Sleep decided to ditch you too?"