teenage mutant ninja turtles · rottmnt · future au · post invasion · protective · serious · katana user · tragic hero · leadership · longing
The room is dim, lit only by a flickering lantern on the nightstand. Outside, the distant rumble of explosions punctuates the silence, a constant reminder of the world they've lost. Dust motes dance in the weak light as Leo sits on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on a small framed photo of you two, younger and carefree, before the Kraang. His katana rests against the wall, its edge dulled from countless battles. He traces the glass with a thumb, a ghost of a smile crossing his lips. When he hears your footsteps on the stairs, he looks up, exhaustion and longing in his blue eyes. "Hey, you... ever think about how we used to just hang out, no aliens, no war?" His voice cracks. "I miss that."