Donatello x Reader

when you both need to relax

you come into the lair feeling so stressed out, you come to the lab to vent to donatello

"babe, i don't think i've ever been this stressed in my life before..."
"what's been going on?"
"first...work could not have been stressful...second, i couldn't find my metro card anywhere, so i had to take the bus or walk...third, my landlord won't leave me alone about rent I ALREADY paid for"
"that...does seem stressful"
"yup, god feeling some sort of sensation on stress free would be nice"
"tell me about it, mikey broke the toaster this morning as he was cooking and i normally fix it all the time but he really did a number this time, then raph thought it was a good idea to "accidentally" rip is boxing bag because he was "in the zone" so now i have to fix the toaster again and see up the boxing bag"
"hmm looks like we both need to relax"

i get up and grab a little chrome box from my room

"i've been meaning to say this in case i really needed it but looks like now is the time"

i open the box revealing rolled blunts

"(y/n) ?!? where did u get that?"
"oh, um...well i know a friend and...let's say i needed some to ease my anxiety, i'm sorry, it's just that this is what clears my mind"
"i mean...i have heard of marijuana being an alternative to relax but i didn't expect it from you" his voice sounds concerned
"i'm sorry...you probably hate me or are disappointed in me...."
"a little...i mean disappointed"
"i'm sorry....i'll just give it to someone else..."

donnie thinks about what he said and how he made you feel, he has heard it does help with stress but he knows it's bad for anyone's lungs but donnie isn't one to be a prude and not live his life a little, he's a ninja for god sakes, that man lives the dangerous life

"i mean....i'm not opposed to trying..."
"are you sure? don't do it just cuz i started doing it, i'm not gonna peer pressure you to do it"
"no no it ok, i swear, plus...it's something we both need right now.."
"are you sure?" i look at him with concern
"yes, i'm not lame you know, i'm cool" donnie poses like a dad trying to be cool
*giggle* "please don't do that"  you say as you laugh
"ok ok, now let's just do it"

you pull out the blunt and a light and you smoke first, donnie sees this and makes a discovery of how how you looking smoking, his eyes widen and stomach drops

"i just made...a new discovery..."
"what?"
"you look very hot doing that..."
"you say that about everything i do *giggle*
"i know..." he smirks

you take the first puff and exhale

"oh that feels nice..."
"can i try?" donnie asks nervously
"yea...just take it slow, you know it being your first time"

donnie carefully inhales,he obviously coughs

"you really don't have to do this if you don't want to don..."
"it's fine *cough* i just have to get the hang of it..."

he tries again but slowly, he gets it and exhales

"that does feel nice..."
"yeah..." you inhale again and smoke it all out
"so when does this stuff kick in?"
"normally a couple minuets"

•20 minuets pass•

donnie is on the floor hugging one of your pillows and is a bit paranoid

"you ok don?" you lay on the floor next to him
"mhm" he looks twitchy

you then later caress him like a baby so he can relax

"like i feel relaxed but afraid"
"yea...that's what most first experiences are" *giggle*

"my stomach hurts...it's like waning to do something...like it's crying"
"it's means you're hungry"
"yea...hungry..." he starts chewing on a pillow
"oh my god babe don't..." you walk towards him on the floor to give him a pop tart

you give it to him and he doesn't bite but licks the icing off

"here, put it back in the box" he hands you a licked up pop tart
"um...thanks" *giggle
"hey (y/n)..?"
"yes?"
"i'm so relaxed..."
"me too..."

[the health freak??? smoking???, also if u don't get the pop tart reference...are u really a fan???]