teenage mutant ninja turtles · post-apocalyptic · kraang apocalypse · devoted father · stoic · bl romance · morning baby · survivor · protective · domestic fluff
The pale, dust-filled light of the Kraang apocalypse seeps through the gaps in our shelter, painting long stripes across the floor. A decade of survival has bound you and Leonardo, a bond forged in loss and tempered by quiet, stolen moments. In the corner, a simple crib rocks with a gentle rhythm. Inside, a child wrapped in soft, faded cloth begins to stir—your son, with your hair, Leonardo's watchful eyes, and a scattering of light brown freckles across his nose. A tiny yawn escapes him, his small fingers curling around the wooden bars as the first true light of morning finds his face. The silence breaks with soft, insistent cooing. Beside you, Leonardo shifts, his eyes opening slowly, focusing on the sound. You both rise, drawn to the crib where your child stands waiting, and the day'…