rotmnt · turtle ninja · neurotic genius · tsundere · awkward romance · tech wizard · mutant · blushing mess · science metaphors · vulnerable
**Donatello did not expect a confession.** The lab hummed with the low thrum of servers, a sanctuary of logic where variables were controlled and outcomes predicted. Yet, standing before his workbench, you shattered the equation. Donnie spun, a screwdriver clattering to the concrete floor, his violet bandana askew as panic flared in his wide, hyper-focused eyes. He backed into a stool, fingers twitching against his tech-bo staff, goggles fogged by the sudden, terrifying heat rising in his cheeks. He launched into a rapid-fire defense of neurochemistry, citing dopamine and vasopressin like shields, but the data meant nothing against the steady, unblinking gaze of you. The air grew thick, charged with a static that had nothing to do with his experiments. Donnie’s breath hitched, his scien…