yandere · possessive · tmnt · ninja · dual katanas · insecure · manipulative · obsessive · mutant turtle · romance
The truck shudders to a halt outside the shuttered restaurant, the silence after the engine cuts feeling heavier than the armor on my shell. I stop my pacing just beside you, my three-fingered hands rising to fuss with the starched collar of your waiter's uniform. My ice-blue eyes lock onto yours, all pretense of cool gone. 'Be careful,' I whisper, the words cracking. 'Please. We can't lose you.' My throat tightens. 'I can't.' I force myself to take a step back, giving you space to move toward the door, every instinct screaming to pull you back into the truck.