The door opens.

You stand there looking confused, then your face blooms with a blush and a shaky smile crosses your lips. "Oh, Donnie, hi! What brings you-" The words die on your tongue.

Donnie whips out the small bundle of flowers he had carefully crafted for you.

Your jaw falls slack for a moment as you struggle to speak. Donnie just stands there, his face stiff and blazing.

"Oh my gosh.. Thank you." You shyly mutter as he hands them to you. "Did you make these for me?" You ask, staring at them so that you didn't have to make eye-contact. "YEs!" Donnie's voice breaks as he stands there staring down at you anxiously.

Eventually, your nerves relax and you smile brightly. "Thank you. Come in, I want to find something to put them in."

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"Perfect!" You chirp as you set the vase down on your nightstand. With care, you slip the flowers into the vase. "They're beautiful Donnie."

You look back towards him as he stands in your doorway, attempting to relax. "It's no biggie."

You gaze at Donnie, he started rambling about how he'd made them and why. You realized that you were absolutely smitten over this boy. What guy would painstakingly craft a bouquet of flowers out of titanium? You feel butterflies swarm your stomach as you walk over to him and yank him into a huge embrace. "You're the best." You whisper.

Donnie was frozen as you held him tightly, which you found precious. Right then, you decided that you'd forgo the formality and just go for something.

You lean in and kiss his cheek. You could feel his face heat up beneath your lips, making you smile brighter. After a few seconds, you pull back and look up at him.

He stammers and stares back at you. "Wh-What.. Why did..?"

You snort and hug him again. "You deserve it."

Donnie slowly hugs you back as his breathing starts to get shaky. You pull back a bit and look him in the eye.

For a moment you though you saw hem start to lean down, but his phone buzzed. He immediately gets an annoyed look on his face as he quickly and rather aggressively types something back.

"What's wrong?" You ask. He looks up at you. "Mikey being Mikey. He got his arm stuck in a vending machine. Now they're asking me what to do. Look."

Donnie turns his phone to you. Before you is a sad, but mostly hilarious picture of Mikey hunched over with his arm up the hatch of a vending machine. His face filled with horror as bubbly tears streak down his cheeks.

You resist laughing as you coo, "Poor thing.."

Donnie rolls his eyes and types on last thing before putting his phone in his hoodie pocket. "What did you say?" You ask curiously as Donnie pulls you back into a hug. "I just told them to break it."

This time you let a laugh escape you lips as you hug him back, giving him the fullest embrace you could manage. Donnie squeezes you in his arms and starts lifting you off the ground. Sometimes you can forget how strong he is. As you rest in his arms, dangling above the ground, you look up. Poor mistake on your part.

The two of you stare centimeters apart. You could almost feel his lips brush against yours. both of you gasp and Donnie quickly puts you down.

You clumsily step back and look down at the floor, running your foot back and fourth over the carpet.

"Wanna play video games?" You ask with a timid voice. Donnie shoves his hands in his hoodie pockets, he too was too shy to look at you. "S-Sure." He replys.

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Donnie groans and slouches over, leaning on your shoulder. "Best outta six?" Donnie begs. You chuckle and look over at him. "Usually, you never lose, cheating or not. Are you feeling okay?" You ask. Donnie quickly jolts up and looks down at his controller, fiddling with the buttons. "I'm alright!" He yelps, trying to avoid the topic, his face bright red. You grin. "Alright then. Ok, best out of six." You say, starting another game.

Surprising to you, Donnie seems to be getting his footing back. He laughs triumphantly as he starts to dominate you. "Shouldn't have spoken so soon, (Y/n)." He sings as he finally wins a round. Donnie smiled at you with smug satisfaction, looking like himself again. You snicker, "Not so fast, Purple. We still have two more rounds."

Donnie's smirk widens, "Oh, I'm aware, but you're messing with the king of gaming!"

You jokingly pout and start another round. This felt nice, seeing Donnie not be so shy and nervous. You liked it when he was himself.

So, the two of you resume your competition. What you were competing so hard for was unknown. It was likely just the pride of one defeating the other that drove the two of you mad.

And sure enough, two rounds later, its left at a draw. Both of you were equally determined. When the two of you got like this, usually you had Raph to mediate the situation, but now the two of you could have an all-nighter if the competition got out of hand.

As Donnie won another round, you huff and lean forwards. You were getting into it now. "Tie-breaker." You state, not even bothering to look at him as you start a final game, both of you became very concentrated.

As it became a close match, you and Donnie were growing aggressive, shoving each-other's arms and kicking each-others legs. A part of you knew you couldn't avoid childish fighting when gaming with any of the boys, they were all so competitive.

"YES!" Donnie yells. "What did I tell you, sweetie?" He laughs. You giggle at him, resisting a blush over his name calling. "Maybe I let you win, ever think about that you dork?" You say, smiling. He reaches over and pinches your cheek, which hurts your face a bit, but is too cute to protest. "Well, if you let me win, there's a reason." Donnie coos.

"Yeah, I want you to be happy." You say taking his hand away from your face and holding it. Donnie's face fell a little as he stared down, both of your hands fit together like a puzzle.

For a moment, he wanted to pull back, was he ready to try this again? You rubbed your thumb over the back of his hand and he looked up at you. You had a cheery smile on your face and your eyes were glued to him. He felt so unsure. He just.. Froze.

You retract your hand and look away. "I know, I know.. You're not ready-"

You're cut off when Donnie pulls you into an embrace and nuzzles his face into your crown. "I'll give it a try." He whispers, then pulls away. The smile on his face made your heart flutter, but it was nothing compared to the pure serotonin-filled rush you got, when he pulled you in and pressed his lips to your cheek.

He was kissing you.

You couldn't resist the flustered giggle and you duck your head, trying to hide. Donnie pulls away and looks down at you with an adoring expression.

'I'm winning this bet.' He thought.

"Alright, enough with these lovey-dovey shenanigans, how about a movie? Do you still have all of those Jupiter Jim movies?" Donnie asks, looking around.

Your face lights up. "You bet I do."

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Hours pass, and the sun starts to set. You and Donnie cut the marathon short to have a nice conversation. However, once it reached a dead end, the two of you just ordered pizza and sat in silence.

When there's finally a knock, you glance at the door, then to Donnie with a nervous expression. "What's the matter?" He asks, putting down his phone, which he had been scrolling through. You kick your legs a bit and stare at the door, "I'm just nervous to answer any doors at night after what happened when Leo was here."

Donnie give you a small sympathetic look, before he sighs and shrugs, "Understandable, no worries, I'll get it."

"Thank you.." You mutter as Donnie grabs your cash off the table and walks to the door.

Nothing unusual happened, he just got your pizza and brought it back to the couch. Donnie happily sat beside you and rested the pizza box on the table. You flip open the lid and grab a slice, then lean into Donnie as you eat. It made him nervous. However, the way you relaxed into him, made Donnie feel a bit more cozy. So, he wordlessly grabbed a slice of pizza and cuddled up to you. It warmed your heart.

You noticed with every second, Donnie cuddled up you you a little more, until one of his arms was fully around you, his legs tangled with yours, and his head rested on your shoulder. You had to do your best to not nervously sweat as your entire body burned up from how flustered you were.

As ten o' clock rolled around, you sigh and get up off the couch it was time you head to bed, to which Donnie protests, as he grabs your hips, lazily trying to pull you back. His expression was blank, but his eyes said it all. Half-lidded and pleading. However, you had to resist giving in.

You smile and brush him away. "School's tomorrow. I have to go to bed, Donnie."

"I-I'm coming with!" He yelps, a shy smile on his face. You blush and laugh a little, "Oh, o-okay. Uh... Common then." You turn off the TV and lights, Donnie followed you like a little duckling the whole time. I was too precious.

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As you dig through your drawers for comfy clothes, Donnie hovered beside you. You peer over your shoulder at him. "Hey, you alright there?" You ask with a grin. He was completely besotted by you and it was obvious.

Donnie sheepishly smiles and nods, then proceeds to slip his arms around your waist. Your body becomes like jello as Donnie begins to sway gently side-to-side. You could get used to this side of him.

"You're so pretty and small." He hums as his swaying continues, you feel him nuzzle his face against the top of your head. He was so calm and relaxed. He sighs, "Will you go on a small venture with me, Saturday?" He abruptly inquires.

Your cheeks become dusted in pink. "A-Are you asking me out..?." You stutter in response. Donnie quickly lets your waist go and coughs nervously, "I guess I am.." He says, averting his gaze and rubbing his neck. That was all you needed for you sleepiness to say farewell. You were now elated. "Yes, I will!" You start hopping around. He stares at your radiant smile.

Donnie laughs at your energy, he loves seeing you happy. When you return to digging through your drawers, Donnie backs away and sits on your bed. He fondly watches you for a few seconds.. Until his mind starts to drift.. and he finds himself staring at the window.

His eyes burned into the metal panes, until they shifted out the glass, into the night. City lights visible a small distance away; however, there was a haunting darkness that managed to overshadow the small lights.

A hint of the same feeling of disgust he felt finding that hidden camera swirled around his head, until it became unbearable. Only the sound of your bedroom door closing snapped him out of it. Donnie glanced toward the door, and sighed when he saw you'd left the room.

Donnie glanced at the window one more time, before he buried his head in his hands, he felt like he was going to go crazy if he kept thinking about it. Donnie ran his hands up his face until his fingers pressed against his goggles. His hands took the metal band and he slowly slipped his goggles off, resting them in his lap.

His hands slowly made their way behind his head, to the knotted tails of his bandana. With a single tug on each tail, Donnie slipped his mask off and set it aside.

"Be free face." He says, rubbing his eyes.

Once he relaxed a bit more, Donnie slipped his hoodie off and popped his mechanical shell off too while he was at it. With the weight literally off his shoulders, Donnie fell backwards onto the bed, stretching and yawning. As he laid back, he slipped off his gloves and elbow pads, then his knee pads and stockings.

"Done!" He sighs. He was ready to sleep, now that he felt free. Lazily, he pulled out his phone and texted his brother. A small conversation between Donnie and Leo ensued, but Donnie was getting bored. So, he got bundled up in the blankets, waiting for you.

Minutes later, you come in dressed in more comfy clothes, freshly showered. Donnie smiles up at you, then opens his arms. You blush, "You.. You want me to.. uh.. cuddle?" You stammer, swaying side to slide nervously. "Yes please." He says, still reaching for you. Despite the small blush on his face, he seemed completely unfazed, acting as if everything was normal.

So, you slowly peel back the sheets and lay beside him. Your movements were stiff, it was a nerve-wracking thought to cuddle together in bed. However, as soon as you were in his arms you completely melted. He stroked your arm with his hand and held you close, he was so gentle.

Donnie even got your laptop and put on a movie and continued to rub your hip and arm.

However, with all the hearts and roses aside.. at some point you looked up at him. For a while you'd thought he was watching the movie with you, but instead you noticed he was looking past your laptop. So, as sneakily as you could, you followed his gaze.

And once you realized what he was glaring at, you couldn't help but feel your blood run a little cold. He was intently staring at your window.. like he was waiting to see something, or maybe he was deep in thought. However, the look in his eyes told you all you had to know. He had that disgusted and defensive look.

You lower the lid of your laptop and stare at the window with him.

"Did you see it?" He said, making you jump. You hadn't expected him to speak. Due to your surprise, you didn't quite process what he meant. "What..?" You question, tilting you head.

Donnie never tore his eyes from the window. "It was a small glint, but I saw it. So I went to check it out." You slowly look back at the window, he continues. "I pulled the metal back.. And I knew what I saw. So I broke it. Did you see it?"

You hum and shrug. "No, I never noticed.. what about it though?"

Donnie shifts a bit, trying to get comfortable, but still not looking away. "I just wanted to know if there are any other foreign devices or items you've noticed?" He asked, there was a darkness to his tone. Your room was lit, the light above you almost too bright, yet it did not ease your nerves. The atmosphere just creeped you out.

"No.. why?"

Donnie sighs. "No reason.."

It suddenly felt like your brain was switched to white-noise.

Donnie faced you and took your hand. "Don't worry, I'll make sure this doesn't happen again. I'm going to check your whole house in a few days. Till then, Leo and I can spend the next few nights with you."

You close your eyes and try to ease you mind. This was insane. "It's Damien. I know its him"

Donnie grumbles. "Ah, yes, the cheating airhead. I had a feeling too, but how the heck could he be this sick?"

You look out the window, then at your dresser. You lean into Donnie, unsavory memories filling your mind. "There's a lot about him I haven't told people."

Donnie leans back and looks down at you. "What do you mean?" Donnie asks in an interrogatory tone. His expression was serious and he held your hand tighter.

You look up at him..

All you can do is shake your head.

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