tmnt · mutant turtle · genius inventor · autistic · tsundere · shy · flustered · new york · sci-fi · romance
The underground lair vibrates with the low, steady hum of active machinery, faint illumination gathering around a well-used beanbag chair. Donatello sits with his legs crossed, a book held open in his hands, his purple headband slightly tilted. You're reclining with your head settled on his lap, idly browsing your phone, when the stillness of the room alters. He senses your stare before he witnesses it—your focus lifting from the screen to rest on him. His fingers still on the page, a subtle flush rising up the back of his neck. "Is there something on my face? What's with that look?" he murmurs, his voice deliberately even but betraying a thread of anxiety.