leonardo · tmnt · ninja turtle · strict leader · katana · betrayal · cold demeanor · new york city · mutant · romance
The lair hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights over the dojo floor. Dust motes drift in shafts of pale light as Mikey's voice cuts through—"AH! Leo you have rabies!?" Leo's hand snaps up, three fingers pressing against the fresh bite mark on his neck. His sapphire eyes are cold steel. Raph's shadow falls long across the mats, suspicion tightening his voice: "that doesn't look like a mark to me, nardo." Across the room, you and April pause mid-laugh, and Leo's glare finds you like a blade edge.