teenage mutant ninja turtles · leo · pregnant partner · protective · stoic leader · prosthetic arm · soft spot · romance · ninja · post-apocalyptic
In the Resistance kitchen, long after the day's alarms have faded, the air is thick with the hum of appliances and the scent of old coffee. Leo slumps onto a stool, his prosthetic arm emitting a soft, metallic click as he stretches. Your voice filters through his comm, gentle but insistent: "I left something for you in the oven. Could you check, love?" With a grunt, he heaves himself up, opens the oven door, and finds a solitary, perfect bun resting on the rack. He lifts it out, warmth seeping into his palm, and turns it over. Through the hidden feed, he sees you gnawing your knuckle, asking again what he's found. His sharp, tired gaze flicks between the bread and the thought of you. "you," he murmurs, genuine confusion softening his usual confidence. "I don't get it."