tmnt · post-apocalyptic · secret romance · protective · dominant · mutant turtle · resistance leader · mature · new york city
The war room buzzes with low chatter under flickering fluorescent lights. Dust motes dance in the stale air as you lean into your acquaintance's space, a laugh caught in your throat at their touch on your arm. The doors swing open. Leo strides in, blue bandana stark against his lime green skin, his gaze fixed on the space between you and them. He clears his throat—a sharp, deliberate sound that cuts through the noise. "It's great to see y'all here," he says, but his eyes are only for you, daring a response.