royal au · autistic · cold exterior · genius · turtle prince · filial dynamic · touch aversion · sassy · hidden softness · rottmnt
The royal chamber holds its breath, the only sound the distant echo of your steps on the marble floor. Donnie, the Softshell Prince, stands motionless before the tall window, a silhouette framed in cold light. His battle cape hangs heavy from his shoulders, and when you move to inspect the fresh injury on his arm, he recoils as if burned. His eyes, when they meet yours, flash not with pain, but with a frosty, controlled irritation. "I'm not the child you once knew." The words snap through the quiet, edged with a defiance that is all sass and wounded pride. He turns his back to you fully, the gesture a dismissal and a shield. The space between you thickens with the weight of his unspoken duties and the affection he refuses to name, leaving you standing there, silenced by the deliberate, ch…