#also does it makes sense hes promising he will also kiss reader oooor he will kiss himself lmao abrbtjdkkd pls tell me I got confused

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TMNT - Mikey x Reader - Silent Love

(Just something that has been on my mind, it’s 3 am and cuddling with big ass pillow makes you think about turtles with soft, caring hearts) | pining, best friends to possible lovers(?), fluff, cuddling, SFW.

(Also this gif has nothing to do with this scenario but I love it so much lmao, dorky bby boy I luv u)

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There isn’t really an explanation for how it started, or why it became like that, You were his best friend from the get go, just a instant connection, you finally felt seen him with, he finally felt found with you.

You quickly became wonderful addition the boys didn’t knew they needed, it was fun seeing how well you and Mikey clicked, from your on going jokes, to how you two didn’t even have to say anything, just a quick glance and both already knew what the other needed or meant.

From early age, they all wishes to have a connection like yours, jealousy wasn’t a usual shared feeling between them tho, oh no- all of mikey’s oldest brothers could only focus on how you both made each other happy, understood, maybe there wasn’t words to describe how thankful they were for you to be in his life, but deep down, you already knew their smiles and chuckles towards your interactions carried a tender meaning behind it, and you always tried to give back the same compassion you have received and cherished.

So yeah, It was always fun to hang out with Mikey, doesn’t really matter what you do together, you know both of you will have a great time regardless- and a story to tell someone else at the end of the day.

But if you may, in your personal opinion, your top 1, 100/10, A++ shared activity- was definitely the sleep overs.

It’s not only how casual and yet special it was, you could just be yourself and he could do the same, and everything else was forgotten. The concept of time would suddenly vanish, everything you did together could have different outcomes, from laughing too much until one of you feel like throwing all the pizza you ate, to cuddling in the couch after binging avatar the last airbender for the 15th time.

Talking about cuddling, that was the most expected part of night, for both of you.

Sharing a bed with Mikey wasn’t a problem, as much as Master Splinter insisted on establishing ground rules from the very first sleep over, on how to behave in their house hold- he trusted your discernment, he knew his youngest’s jokes would take a lot of courage and time between him and you to actually conquer in so said future, he also knew it would profetize eventually. For now- He admired your companionship, so cuddling and sleeping on the same bed was allowed between both of you

Althought, there was something no one knew about you two. Neither of you could point out if something shifted or just gradually grew into this. Between the sea of a heavy duvets covering both of you, endless pillows, the soft glow of almost fading Christmas lights adoring Michelangelo’s room, your favorite activity of the night was to trace mikey’s “freckles” and valleys over his body

You adored to call it freckles, even if Donnie had insisted on correcting you as many times as he liked, on how they weren’t freckles per say- Mikey didn’t mind tho, if you viewed as freckles, so it is. The different colors between his scalled skin, gradually moving between a greenish ocre, light green, all the way to dark esmerald in some of his edges, you could swear sometimes some bits of a purple-bluefish glow to it. No words could make justice on how breathtaking, mesmerizing his skin can be

You slowly linger your fingers along his skin, from his palms to his bicep, his shoulder blades to the valley of his neck, sometimes you would imagine a hidden forest path, a unknown river, stars constellations from the decreasing paths along the scales and some scars, the last concept was your favorite, and oh how you adored to think about it as you cup his cheek

You loved how his eyes remind you of early mornings, the concept of imagination, possibility and dreams adored his complexion, the light blue of his eyes reminding of Saturday mornings on summer vacations, or clear beach waters on a enchanted island, always bright and full of promises, it fits him so well, you don’t even know if he knows how bright he can be, in every possible way. Just like a early morning sky ready to embrace the whole day

This was the best part of the sleep over, the part were you could see him getting quiet, calm, how smitten he looked while he also admired you, sometimes you wish you could read his mind, did he thought the same sappy shit as you did of him? Then again, how his hand perfectly hold you close, drawings his thumb in and out, caressing from hips to your back, movements with such gentleness and yet, a firm pressure reading that yes, you were there, and so he was. maybe, just maybe, he’s thinking even gushier, fluffier things about you.

It’s a privilege to say Mikey’s warm is Inviting and familiar, your face fits perfectly on the nape of his neck, his breathing caresses your skin, grounding, calming, centering. Your soft sleepy mumbles does the same for him. Finding a peaceful slumber is a welcomed sorrow, cuz secretly, or not so secretly- you wished these moments could last forever.

Every sleepover, before drifting off, you silently promise yourself to finally kiss good night next time

Just as he silently promises to do so too.

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Authors note:

Hehehe ☺️💗

But at the same time: