Donatello Hamato (TMNT)- 3

Let’s suppose you and Donatello had a forbidden relationship. You, a fierce enemy of the TMNT, aligned with Shredder, and him—always the logical one—somehow developing an attraction to you. What was supposed to be rivalry turned into something much more complicated.

One night, you were sitting on the roof of a building, lying in Donatello’s lap while he gently stroked your hair. The city lights twinkled below, and the two of you were lost in the rare calm, far from the chaos of battle. But there was something on his mind, something he could no longer ignore.

"I’ve been thinking..." Donatello said, his voice uncertain. "Why don’t you leave that asshole and join our side? It wouldn’t be hard to make that decision for us, right?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he froze, eyes widening. He hadn't meant to be so blunt, and the weight of what he'd just said hit him. His face flushed slightly as he nervously waited for your response.