Smoldering Love (donatello x reader)

Ch.3

The next morning I woke up to a tapping on my window. I rolled over and it was barely 5:43 a.m. I groaned. I'm not a morning person.

The tapping continued. Probably some stupid bird. What else would be up at this ungodly hour.

"Hey! It's me from yesterday!" a voice whispered-yelled. I froze and yesterday's events flooded my memory. ' must still be dreaming.

"I brought your book back! I forgot to hand it to you last night!" said the voice. It must be the turtle, the turtle, who rescued me.

Apprehensively, I stood up and went over to let him in through the window. He slid right in.

"Whoa, nice bedhead,"he said with a grin, in which I noticed he had a gap. Then I realized I was in P.J.s, my hair was a mess, and I wasn't even wearing my glasses.

"Oh my god, where are my glasses?" I started to pat around my bed in search for them.

"Here they are!" said the turtle as he handed me my glasses.

"Wow, your eyes are so big and pretty! I mean...they're nice! I mean...yeah..."he looked down in embarrassment.

"Thanks, oh, and thank you for taking the trouble to return my book. You didn't have to," I said as started to brush thorough my knotted hair.

"You seem to be taking in my existence pretty well," he paused and looked down, "I was kinda expecting you to freak out today now that the shock was gone from yesterday."

"I think I'm fine. Actually...could you thank your brothers for me? I'm truly grateful for yesterday."

"Sure!" an idea seemed to occur to him, I could almost literally see a little bulb go off in his head. "Hey! Why don't you come home with me and thank them yourself! They'd love to have you!" he suggested, his excitement barely contained.

"N-No, I wouldn't want to impose on you guys." Some part of me still couldn't believe I was talking with a giant turtle in my room.

"No no, they'd love it! We've actually never spoken with humans before, in fact you're the first person I've ever talked to," he added looking embarrassed.

"I don't know if I should..."I trailed off nervously.

"Please?" he begged, then he seemed to become distressed with realization. "Unless you're scared. I understand. I guess we are kind of scary," he said with a sad smile, not meeting my gaze.

Something in me couldn't deal with him looking so sad, something about his easy to read emotions and facial expressions made me want to see him smile, not frown.

"What's your name?" I finally asked to distract him, and because I was genuinely curious.

"Oh! Donatello. I must have forgotten to mention it before, hehe,"he said with a hand behind his head.

"Donatello,"I felt myself say. He widened his eyes. "I like your name," I said giving him a smile.

At this, I noticed a light pink tint appear on his cheeks. "What's y-yours?" he stammered.

"Y/n," I said watching his expressions, they were cute.

"Y/n," he repeated.

I looked over at the clock and remembered school. "Well, I have to get ready for school," I hinted, still considering whether or not I should visit Donatello's brothers, wherever they lived. Donatello seems nice enough, I feel like can trust him. I guess there'll be no real danger, it'll be awkward though.

"Oh okay, I guess I'll see you around," he says dejectedly as he started to walk towards the window.

He was halfway out the window as I said, "Can you be here at seven? I'll go tonight, if it's not a bother."

He was outside but stuck his head inside to say, "Really? Oh sure! I'll be here at seven! They'll love to have you! Bye! Have a fun and educational day at school!" He waved and disappeared.

"Fun might be hard..."I said to myself. I threw myself back on my bed. Did I really just agree to visit them? I know I owe them a thanks...but I'm still rather nervous...