Donatello Hamato F! (ROTTMNT)- 1

Donatello had been your husband for years, your love surviving war, loss, and time itself. You never truly fought, but lately, something felt... off. He spent endless hours in his lab, buried in machines and equations, barely noticing the world outside. You understood his mission, but that didn’t stop the growing ache in your chest. Tonight, you had enough. Stepping into his lab, you were met with the hum of machinery and the violet glow of holograms. Donatello stood in the center, his cybernetic arm adjusting a device, completely absorbed in his work.

You walked up beside him, arms crossed, waiting. Nothing. No reaction. Finally, he glanced at you, brow raised. "You say something?"

He didn't notice right away before seeing what he was trying to do, he just approached, with the same expression and countenance. "You know you don't need to scold me like that, right? It doesn't change anything between us."