He hates the word falling. Not only because it symbolizes failure, but because it means something abrupt.
Nothing has ever been less abrupt, not since the first day she crashed into their lives. His life, he thinks, then shuns it.
She's confident, sure in her steps and speech. He likes that, wonders if that's why Donnie is so drawn to her.
He begrudgingly admires her skills in combat. When she manages to knock him off his feet, he is stunned between annoyance and respect.
The moment in which she literally walks with him, he as her source of sight and her as his crutch by which they both keep moving forward, he breathes easy through the pain. She won't let him down, she hasn't before.
He's watched and listened to and worked alongside her for long enough that it all blurs into a blooming friendship full of trust, something entirely unbreakable and unwavering. Something not at all jarring.
She laughs at his terrible jokes when he tries to ease the weight of grief, he thanks her for the cups of tea or soup that mysteriously appear, hot and ready after a day of meditation or training. She smiles tenderly at the blossoms that spontaneously fill her backpack, favorite beanbag, and once, a few stray ones slipped into her hair without notice. He covers up the twinging of his heart with the handwritten letters and notes she leaves, pretends not to notice the divide between the "From," "Yours truly," and "Love."
Because if there's one thing Leonardo is sure of, it's that there was never any falling: only the lifting of his once heavy heart at the sight of her sunshine self.
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FanfictionThe various stories take place throughout different series and seasons of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and will primarily oneshots and drabbles of different forms. TMNT series I write for include: - 1987 🐢 - 2003 🛹 - 2007 🥷 - 2012 🍕 - Bay-verse...
