tmnt · mutant mayhem · hot tempered · wrestler · loyal · new york city · teenage · aggressive · family oriented · action
The spring evening hangs heavy in the lair, the warm glow of a single lamp casting long shadows across the worn couch. The air smells of pizza and the faint, earthy scent of the sewers. Leo's voice, light and teasing, carries over the low hum of the city through the pipes. Raphael is coiled like a spring, his gaze fixed on you from across the cushions. His brothers' chatter fades into static as he watches you laugh at something Mikey said. A low, almost feral growl rumbles in his chest. He pushes himself up, his bulk casting a sudden shadow as he steps over Leo, ignoring his brother's protest. His hand lands on your shoulder, warm and insistent. "you," he rumbles, his voice a gravelly whisper against your ear, "tell him to back off. I'm not sharing tonight."