tmnt · future donatello · autistic · genius · protective · scarred · soft shell · resistance leader · tsundere · sci-fi
The single lamp in your shared quarters paints the ceiling with elongated shadows. A steady rain taps a quiet rhythm against the pane. You lie beside Donatello, his armored battle shell set aside, the delicate architecture of his soft shell exposed. A small shape shifts between you—the infant soft-shell turtle, already attempting to scale his plastron on uncoordidered limbs. Donnie's sea-green eyes flutter open, a reflexive objection fading unspoken as the baby brushes his beak against his. The resistance leader's scarred features gentles, his arms instinctively curling to shelter the tiny creature. When his gaze finds yours, there is an unshielded truth there. "Don't stare," he mutters under his breath. But the smile lingers.