/Second Chances/ ROTTMNT!Donnie x reader

Results (pt.2)

~previously~

He made me sit down on the edge of his bed, and closed to doors. Then, he took a deep breath and went to his makeshift desk, where I noticed something that shouldn't be there.

My visor.

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Y/n's POV

Casey picked up the visor and came to sit next to me, a solemn look on his face. "Four days ago, when you had that random breakdown in the turtle tank... I figured it had something to do with your visor, so I checked it after you left." He visibly hesitated in telling me this, whereas my anxiety began to spike.

"I um, I know i should have respected your privacy, but I watched the video. At least, I started to. I didn't need to watch more than a few seconds." He handed the visor back to me, and I took it trying to keep my hand from shaking.

I gave him a look. "What do you mean?" I kept calm and let him talk. "When.. he, made the video for you, I was right outside the door. I had heard everything he said when he said it. After he turned the camera off, he came out, and found me in front of the door already in tears." Casey clutched his hands into fists.

It's like he expected me to just snap and yell at him, but I didn't. I silently and comfortingly urged him to continue, even if I felt a little disheartened by him never telling me any of this.

"We argued, and he was right. I did try and make him change his mind. I did have the small thought of going back to the future with him. But he convinced me otherwise. He told me to not say anything about his plan. Not until you've seen the video."

His eyes started to water, and he sniffled a little. "I'm.. I'm sorry, I just... You saw the video, then after I knew exactly why you were upset, I tried finding you, only to hear you sobbing in your room. I didn't know what to do, so I went to Donnie and talked to him. Then the next day, you seemed so out of it. Then you went to the hidden city that same day.. I was so worried you would get in trouble, but you didn't. You came back, and seemed like your old self."

He began ranting, now barely able to stop the tears from falling. "Y-you seemed so happy, b-but then.. you- you got kidnapped, a-and your arm, Mikey let it slip t-that you may lose it.. i- I'm just w-worried about you. I dont- I-i don't want anything bad, happening to you." He completely broke down, hunching over with his eyes shut tightly. Tears poured out like waterfalls, and his body shook.

He was trying to stay quiet, he had spoken with such a soft and Shakey tone, you almost wouldn't be able to hear it if he was actually calm and not sobbing. Seeing him like this broke my heart, but it also stopped me from having a breakdown of my own.

Wordlessly, I move the visor to the other side of me and pulled my legs up onto the bed, fully facing him. He glanced at me, confused, but he couldn't hold his gaze for long.

I knew I couldn't stop him from worrying, but I also knew I could help him feel better. I thought of just hugging him with my one arm, but I didn't feel like making it that easy.

I carefully pulled my arm out of it's sling, earning Casey's confused gaze once more. "Casey, sit up please." I softly ordered, and he frantically complied, vigorously wiping away at his eyes while he straightened his back.