"Anything For You," Mikey x Reader

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     Around 12 o'clock midnight, we started getting sleepy, preparing our sleeping bags in the garage. April had run back to her apartment just to get me my own sleeping bag because 1. She's so sweet. 2. I didn't bring one. 3. The turtles didn't have a spare one. Anyway, when she came back, she also brought me a spare pare of pajamas. Almost for the rest of the night I thanked her nonstop, but she insisted it was nothing. 

     It was pitch black, there were a few snores here and there. I couldn't sleep. I wanted to text my mom so badly but what to say? That I was spending the night, probably more than just a night- in the sewers, the home to four mutant turtles and a rat because I was being hunted down for some unknown reason by the Foot Clan? I don't think so. 

     It took everything from me to keep a steady breath. To not cry. I started fidgeting with April's barrowed clothes. "Hey... You want to talk?" I looked in the direction of the source of this voice. It took me a little while to figure whose silhouette that voice belonged to. I finally figured it was Mikey. 

     I sat up, wiping the tears off my cheek before they could come up.  "Maybe somewhere more...private?" I said carefully. He nodded. Quietly, he stood up putting a hand out for me to take. I locked eye contact with Michealangelo. Those kind, sweet, soothing eyes were hard to look away from. I grabbed his hand, letting him take me to his room. I looked at the contact we made. I noticed my face get hot. No. Why? I don't even truly know Mikey! But at the same time maybe... I feel like I've known him my whole life. That's not normal. Is it? 

     He sat down on his bed, signaling for me to join him. I smiled weakly. I walked over towards him awkwardly, planting myself beside the turtle in orange lightly. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. It was uneven. Shaky. "You can cry, if you want to," Mikey said soothingly. This was what broke me. I let it all out, tears uncontrollably falling down my face. Quietly, though, not wanting to wake the others. 

     Mikey wrapped his arm around me, making my body closer to his, a side hug. He started rubbing my arm in a soothing way. I tried to stop crying just for a second. "I-I'm sorry. I shou-shouldn't be crying like this." I managed between sobs. 

     He rested his head on mine. "Take your time," was all he replied with. This made me feel better, but for some reason cried harder.  

    After a long while of silence Mikey broke it. "Is it about your mom?" he questioned. I nodded my head. I started calming down, definitely crying less. He hesitated before asking me "Do you wanna call her... or something?" I could hear how he was nervously smiling. I nodded again, this time smiling. I only now realized the position I was in. Being comforted by a mutant turtle who saved my life, invited me into his home, and my new friend. Just friends though. I mean, I just met the guy. Even though he's the sweetest thing on the planet. 

     I shook myself back into reality. I then realized he was staring at me. When he saw I was staring at him back he turned around, clearly flustered. I giggled at this. He turned back towards me, picking me up bridal style. I yelped looking like tomato. He chuckled at my reaction while walking out the door. We reached the kitchen when he finally set my blushing ass down.  "Here," he said, retrieving my phone from some random cabinet. He smiled at me in a way I can't really explain... but it was some smile because I had butterflies for five minutes straight. 

     "What do I even say? She might not even be up, it's two in the morning- maybe I shouldn't..." I blurted. 

     "Say some guys almost mugged you, you're staying at your friend's house until you feel it's safe to leave," Mikey shrugged. 

     "Yea... Okay..." I finally clicked the call button. 

     Riing... Riing... "Y/n? Is that you? Oh Hun, where are you? I'm worried sick!" My mom rushed. I looked at Mike for that look he kept giving me tonight. Found it. It was comforting. 

     "Yea Mom... I'm at f/n's house... I know I texted you earlier but I... um-" I hesitated, then looked at Mikey again, who smiled. I took a deep breath. "I was on my way back from the store when... I was being followed. I didn't want them to find where we lived so I- uh lost them at f/n's house. I'm really scared, and I don't want to do that again... so I'll be staying here for a while..." I finally got it out. 

    I heard a gasp come from the other side of the phone. I winced at my mother's worry. "Oh, sweetie! Alright... would you like me to pick you up?" 

     "N-no! I need a distraction... which reminds me, do you think you can tell the school I can't go? If not that's fine." 

     "I understand. Text me at least once in the morning and evening every day then please." I agreed and hung up. 

     I slowly placed the phone on the counter, faced down. I looked back at Mikey. He opened his arms, which I ran into. I squeezed him as if there were no tomorrow. As if this hug was the only way to live. I dug my face into his plastron. I, again, tried keeping my breath even. I don't want to cry again tonight. 

Mikey's POV now I guess: 

     Y/n was clearly distressed. She was holding on tight. But I don't mind. If it helps her feel better, anything. As a friend of course! I mean, she's just a human I saved. Just being friendly. Friendly...  "He-hey Mikey?" I heard y/n mumble. How cute... Platonically of course! I think? I redden a bit as I respond. "I... um... thanks. For- for everything," she said slowly. 

     I smiled, squeezing her tighter. "Anything for you,"

-1041 words 

Yes, yes very cringy.. little spoiler they were like that for a good 10 minutes! Just standing there and hugging, that is. I might make a headcanon and one-shot book but I don't really know if I'll have the time or effort to finish it. And yea I know... this was kind of a longer chapter... Well bye anyone who's reading! And if you are thank you so much!