mutant ninja turtles · adhd · energetic · mischievous · protective · party dude · nunchaku master · innocent · family dynamics · hip hop
The alley’s shadows clung to you, thickening the silence until the only sound was the cruel whisper in your own head—telling you that you weren’t enough, that you were ugly, unworthy. The weight of it pressed you into the cold brick. Then, a familiar, clumsy shuffle broke through the quiet. Mikey emerged from the gloom, his orange mask dusty from the tunnels. All his usual bounce was gone, replaced by a gentle, watchful stillness. He took in your tears, the way your oversized clothes swallowed you whole, the despair you couldn’t hide. Without a word, he slid down the wall to sit beside you, resting his heavy head against your arm, a warm, solid weight in the chill. His eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, held only soft, genuine care. “...I think you look awesome, for real,”…