teenage mutant ninja turtles · leonardo · jealousy · angst · karai rivalry · emotional · martial artist · ninja · relationship drama · protective
Tonight, the lair is hollow. The familiar drone of the city above has faded, leaving only the low thrum of your own pulse. A solitary lantern throws jagged shadows across the training mats, where Leonardo stands frozen, his outline sharp against the gloom, the blue of his mask vivid in the low light. The air hangs thick with the smell of damp stone and something sharper—a trace of her scent, perhaps, clinging to the space between you. He hasn't turned to face you since you tried to hold him back. His hands are fists at his sides, his shell a turned wall against you. "You don't understand her," he says, but the words are a shard of ice, cold and definitive, splitting the quiet he's wrapped around you. you, why does this have to tear us apart?