TMNT Oneshots

The All Mighty Casey Jones - Casey Jones [2012]

[Male Reader]

Casey was in deep shit. He was failing way too many of his classes and if he wanted to continue playing hockey he needed to get those grades up and who better to bother other then his bestfriend. So there he was, in your room trying (I say trying but in reality he was just bored out of his mind) to pay attention to what was written on his science homework.

Horribly bored he took to staring at you. He noticed the way your eyes glowed slightly in the dimly lit room. How perfect your nose was. The way it perfected your face. Your perfect jawline, he would trace it if he could. How unbelievably soft your lips looked. He didn't realize he had moved closer to you until you had looked up at him. You didn't say anything but Casey noticed how your lips parted. How your eyes took a quick glance at his lips as if he wouldn't have noticed. How you both slowly leaned closer to eachother, noses almost touched eachother.

"Casey...?" you whispered.

"Yeah...?" he whispered back.

"... What are you doing? And are you sure you want to be doing it?" you asked still whispering as if the moment would come to ruin if you said anything louder than that. He paused for a minute to cup your face, thumb caressing the space under your eyes, taking a notice to the dark circles. He moved his hand down to your jaw. This time his thumb traced your cupids bow.

"Yeah." with that his lips landed on yours and God he was right, they were soft, and slightly chapped. Your lips moved perfectly in time with his as if they were destined for eachother. It was slow but not an antagonizing slow. It felt unbelievably perfect. When you both pulled apart all he could do was stare at you.

"Is this a dream?" he asked the universe as if it would answer.

"Do you dream of kissing me often, Jones?" you teased.

"Ah, would it be so wrong?" he smirked. "I mean, come on. A handsome guy like yourself must have lots of guys who dream of kissing him."

"Mmm, nope. Just you, Jones." you smiled, his smile in return became soft and sweet.

He leaned back in, "What about you? Have you had dreams of kissing me?" he whispered. He smirked as he watched you get flustered. "Is that a yes?"

"No! I-... Maybe a couple of times, I suppose.."

"Oh? Is that so, pretty boy?" He was so close it was suffocating.

"I... Uhm I---..." He laughed at your helpless stuttering.

"God, you are so cute. One minute you're teasing me and the next here you are as red as a tomato!" he teased.

"Oh just shut up and kiss me again, Jones!" It was frustrating having him so close.

He laughed at your sudden outburst. "As you wish, oh handsome prince." with that his lips were on yours once again. It was like it was only you two in the world. Casey can say farewell to his grades, this was much better.