Tmnt street punks - Ghost x Y/n

the hoodie bandant

Ghost pov:
It was a nice Friday morning. The birds were chirping, the sent of food in the air, and the ocean waves crashing.

Nothing could ruin my day...... well, that's what I thought when I looked in my closet and found no hoodies. All my turtle necks were in the wash. And I haven't been wearing my hoodie's for years, iv only worn two,where the hell are they.

I spent hours looking till It finally came to me. The only person that has access to my closet.

Y/n.

It didn't take me long to find her. She was on the bed reading a book peacefully. "Y/n"

"Huh," she replied without looking up from her book."Where are my hoodie's".

I could see her body tense for a moment. "Shiii, how would I know, probably all in the wash" she tried to brush it off but I didn't work.

"I know you know." I stared her down

Then she slowly looked me dead in the eye and said. "I don't know what you're talking about,"

" You're wearing one right now,"

She looked down, then back at me. "This is my hoodie," she lied.

"Woman, since when do you start wearing your own hoodies?"

" Since now. And pluses, I don't mind you only being in pants for the whole day, " she smuggled, gazing at my muscles.

I mean, I don't blame her. I do look good, but that's besides the point. "Gimmie.my.hoodie. back. Y/n"

"I already told you, it's mine. Ghost"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

"You know your nose flares when you lie," I called out.

"Tch, no, it doesn't,"

Literally, when she said that, her nose flared. I know she knows I know she's lying.

"Plus, you know I would never steal from you," she laughed nervously.

Earlier that day:y/n pov:

It was 7 in the morning... and I couldn't sleep. Ghost was upstairs, so I don't have a cuddle buddy.

I sat up in the covers and looked around. I realized how cold it was that mat fingertips were numb. Not even the bed sheets could block out the cold.

Damn these cold blooded turtle's 😒, it's up in here colder then a polar bears pussy.

Slowly, I got up with the bed sheets wrapped around me.

I was about to go up stairs were the thermostat was but I was two lazy, now I only have one more option.... Ghost closet. Were the gold was at.

I made my way over and opened our shared closet.

Low and behold, there sat his hoodies. But it was only one... why was there - oh wait, I stole the others never mind.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I just... take it.

Back to the present:

"I'm an innocent soul, I don't steal nothing," she said sassily.

I know it's my hoodie. How? Cuz I know what all her hoodies look like, and that's not one of them. 

"Baby, you're lying."

"no, I am not"

"so if I check the back of the shirt and see my name on the tag you'll still say its yours right" i crossed my arms.

She froze not daring to move. "okay fine, maybe it is yours, but its not my fault, its colder then a polar bears pussy in here" she complained.

"cold? its not cold"

"well you don't notice it because your cold blooded, and when you do notice it, all you guys just do is go out side and bath in the sun, or when it's not warm outside then you get y'all s thick ass hoodies" she pointed out.

"okay, the hoodie part is true, but the bathing in the sun part?.... wait do we really do that?" 

"yes, if you go outside right now, you'll see Swift,  and M.C. sleeping out in the patio right now."

now that I think about it I did see them when I was passing by. 

Damn, she's actually right about that- wait a sec.

when I looked back on were she was supposed to be, she was gone.

"the fu- Y/N"

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and that's the story of the hoodie bandant. 😌