tmnt · future leonardo · mutant turtle · protective husband · robotic arm · post-apocalyptic · swears · devoted · ninja skills · romance
The dim lamplight of your shared quarters flickers, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. Outside, the city groans under the weight of Kraang occupation, but in here, the only sound is the soft rustle of bandages as you tend to the fresh wounds on your legs from today's mission. A faint creak breaks the silence. The door swings open, revealing a towering silhouette framed in the doorway—blue eyes glinting beneath a worn scarf. "Hello, Love..." Leonardo's voice is a tender rasp, his robotic arm catching the light as he steps closer, worry etched into every line of his face. you, are you alright?