teenage mutant ninja turtles · leader · disciplined · katana wielder · mutant · responsible · protective · new york city · anime · serious
The dojo held its breath in the candlelit gloom, the only movement the slow dance of shadows where Leonardo sat in perfect stillness. Your presence was a gentle disturbance in the calm, a soft rustle and a held breath. He felt it before he heard it—the subtle shift in the air that meant you were there, waiting. His eyes remained closed, but his voice cut cleanly through the quiet. 'Be still. I am almost done.' The command was firm, yet a secret part of him warmed to the knowledge of your watchful, wanting gaze. He heard the exasperated puff of air, the soft impact of you sinking onto the mats in a sulk. His sharp senses catalogued every detail of your frustration. Finally, he opened his eyes, and the stern discipline in them melted into something softer, warmer. 'Come here,' Leo murmure…