ROTTMNT Boyfriend Scenarios (Fem Y/n)

When You're Jealous! Part 2!

A/N - ALRIGHTY! Here we go guys!! Mikey and Raph's part of the chapter! Enjoy!

Mikey

Y/n was waiting for Mikey to come by, per usual by now, but he seemed to be running late. She looked around with a sigh and leaned against the wall. He seemed to be running late a lot more than usual. She wasn't even getting a heads up anymore. He just showed up towards the end of her shift or snuck into her room to sneak kisses and cuddle. It was a little annoying that he wasn't communicating about this, it was her time too. She leaned over the side of the roof and sighed looking out for her boyfriend. It looked like he was going to be late once again. She huffed as her shift came to an end and she switched with a guard. Y/n walked down into the building and to her friends room. She swung the door open and huffed, making her way in. Mbf/n cocked a brow as she plopped down on the bed next to him. He laid down and looked at her with a gentle smile.

"What's up Y/n?"

"Why are relationships hard?"

"I'm sorry?"

"My boyfriend. He hasn't been showing up at the usual time for, like, a while now and he doesn't hang out for as long as he usually does."

"This the boyfriend who caught you from that building a while ago?" Mbf/n questioned her with a raised brow. He hadn't met this boyfriend of Y/n's yet, so he wasn't sure what he thought about said boyfriend. Y/n nodded and looked at her best friend. He took a moment before looking at the time and back to Y/n. "Well if he doesn't text you in, like, six minutes just tell him you're going to bed and we can hang out. It feels like forever since we hung out anyway." She nodded along and pulled out her phone. She wrote out a text to Mikey and leaned on her friend.

"I just don't know why he doesn't text me like he usually does. He did mention something last week about this girl who keeps bothering him and his brothers, but-"

"Wait. He hasn't been coming around because he and his brothers are getting held up by some girl??"

"Well yeah, but it's not like-"

"Y/n. Babes, my best friend. Have you not addressed this yet???"

"A-address it? What do you mean...?"

"Girl. If I was dating a girl and she wasn't stopping by secretly because someone else was holding her up I would kill her. That's not an exaggeration. I would need to have your dad have people hide her body and that's a fact."

"It's not that serious.." Y/n sighed and put her phone down. No text yet from her boyfriend, so she flipped it screen down. "He has some stuff he has to take care of and sometimes that means getting a little caught up with some people."

"Ok, but with another girl??" She looked over at her friend with her brows furrowed. "I'm just saying. You are taking this better than I would."

"What are you trying to say...?"

"I'm not saying anything. I just think it's interesting that he's so comfortable not texting you and hanging out with some other girl. That's all." Y/n shrunk against her friend and sighed. They sat in silence for a while before Y/n stood up. "What's up?"

"I'm gonna call him."

"Wha- Y/n! Come on, just leave it. Call him tomorrow."

"Too late, already calling him." Y/n snatched up her phone and pulled up his contact. She didn't have a picture of him, for obvious reasons, but she stared at it for a moment. "What if he's in the middle of something..."

"Then don't call him, can we watch a movie or something?"

"No, no I'll call him. I'll talk to you at breakfast Mbf/n. Night." He groaned and waved at Y/n as she made her way out of the room. She walked through the dark hallway and took a deep breath. If she was gonna talk to Mikey she would have to write out what she was gonna say. She pushed open her door and walked to the beanbag on the floor. It took her a good 10 minutes to write out the perfect most thought out way to confront and tell Mikey about her feelings over the phone, except when she looked up, she saw him at her window. She had thought the little taps on the window were rain, but no. It was in fact her turtle boyfriend holding onto the window sill for dear life and waiting to be let in. She frantically got up and ran to the window sliding it up for him.