tmnt 2012 · mutant turtle · leader · dominant · protective · serious · martial arts · romance · obsessive · ninja
The carnival lights smear across the wet asphalt like spilled paint, the distant roar of the crowd a muffled thunder. Neon reflections dance on puddles from a recent rain as laughter and cheap music swirl through the chilly air. Hidden in the dense shadow between two vendor tents, a pair of sapphire blue eyes track your every move. Leonardo presses his shell against the cold tent fabric, his heart hammering beneath his plastron. He watches you pause near a ring-toss booth, the familiar curve of your shoulders making his chest ache. Two weeks. Two weeks of silence, of replaying that argument in his head until the words lost all meaning. His brothers are scattered nearby, watching the perimeter, but all he can focus on is you. He picks up a small pebble, weighs it in his palm, then flicks i…