Tmnt street punks - Ghost x Y/n

sick

Like I said, board as FU. I HAVE NOTHING ELSE BETTER TO DO. Now that school ended so...

Enjoy 😗

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"UHHHGGG, when did the kids come back from school?" You complained as you hanged up side down from the couch.

Your future husband turned away from his guns facing you. "Are you really that board that the kids are your play mates now?"

"Yes. Yes, I am." You turned around and started to slowly crawl twords him, like a tiger hunting it's pray.

"I need to do something big G if I don't get out of this household soon, I will cause more chaos then M.C. and Mikey combined, I will become discord from My little pony. I am not playing. " You were in his face now clutching his shoulders.

Ghost looked at you like you were going crazy... witch, you were going crazy.

"You know it's gonna rain all day. It's gonna get harder over time. If you do that, you could get sick, " he warned.

"I'm willing to take that risk," you stared him down.

"Fine, but if you get sick, just know it's YOUR fault," Ghost said as he got up and stuck all his guns in his holsters.

"YEAHHHHH!" You cheered as you jumped on him and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"You wanna take our bikes or the car?" He asked

"We're taking the bikes," you declared.

"But that's a high risk of getting sick,"

"And,"

"😐😑😐😑😐😑😐"

"What? It's for aesthetic"

"🙄. Why did i even ask."
Time skip:

After taking a quick shower, you got dressed.

A nice little black shirt, a silk jacket. I don't know how to explain the type of jacket, but it's not leather and black leggings. And your favorite fingerles biker gloves.

Ghost... he just wore his usual.

You loaded all your holsters and put some extra bullets and guns in your backpack.

You hopped on your bike and waited for Ghost. By the time he got out, it had already started raining a bit.

He lerked in the garage for a bit as he looked up at the sky then at you.

His eyes filled with worry.

"What's wrong, big G?" you say. Only slightly worried about his expression.

"Nothing, just...thinking." Ghost took a deep breath before he said, thinking.

"Hey, if you don't feel comfortable coming out. Then we can just do something inside instead, " you offered.

"No,it's fine.... just... ptsd" In a moment, the worry washed away like water.

"Are you sure? Cuz we can -" You asked, eyeing your future husband as he hopped on his own motorcycle.

" Yeah, im fine. Wanna race there," Ghost challenged.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you to ask that for years,"

Time skip:♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♡♥︎♡♡

The moral of the story, you won.....it's only because he let you win... that's a good man, in my opinion.

But anyway.

You locked up your bike and made your way to the mall.

You were basically coming skiping the whole trip.