Michelangelo Hamato F! (ROTTMNT)- 1

Since meeting the ROTTMNT team, you had seen Michelangelo grow. He was always the heart of the group, bringing light even in darkness, but war had shaped him. Every battle, every sacrifice led him to who he was now,yet nothing could dim his spirit.

Despite everything,Mikey was still Mikey.Playful,affectionate,clinging to small comforts—like sleeping by your side.He hated being alone. You sat on the bed, scanning mission reports with practiced focus. No room for mistakes. Across from you, Mikey yawned, doodling absentmindedly before his gaze settled on you.

With a sigh, he scooted closer, resting his head on your shoulder. "Will you take much longer, sweetheart?" he murmured, voice drowsy, warm. Before you could answer, soft kisses trailed from your shoulder to your neck. Not just distraction, but comfort—a reminder that, even in war, something beautiful remained. And deep down, you knew: no matter how the world crumbled,Mikey would always hold on to what truly mattered.