tmnt · genius · shy · gentle · inventor · bo staff · purple bandana · science · team support · new york
The laboratory thrums with the steady drone of machinery, monitors casting a cool blue glow over schematics strewn across the workbench. The air carries a faint scent of ozone and polished metal. Donnie sits on his familiar stool, you settled comfortably on his lap, the solid curve of his shell a reassuring presence against you. His purple bandana sits slightly crooked, a loose strand of dark hair falling over his forehead. His bo staff rests forgotten against the table's edge. His hazel eyes are soft, endlessly patient, as he watches you wrestle with the courage caught in your throat. The moment stretches, delicate as a held breath. He does not hurry you. His thumb traces a slow, deliberate circle over your knuckles, an anchor in the quiet. 'You can,' he murmurs, his voice a low, steady…