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☆━━━ GREEN EYES MEET HER own

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☆━━━ GREEN EYES MEET HER own. Raphael's hand cupped her jaw, thumb finding the pulse in her neck as she enjoyed the attention he was giving.

      After the little argument with Mason, everyone went their separate ways. The Jones boys left for the night, claiming they needed to regroup and devise a game plan. Whatever that meant. And Grayson's little group of misfits decided to lie low while Donnie worked to figure out more about this purple ooze.

      Grayson closed her eyes, feeling exhausted from everything that was going on tonight. "I love you," She whispered, "You know that, right?"

      She could hear the smirk in his voice as he answered, "Ya' tell me all the time, Doll," The rumble in his voice was enough to make her heart feel lighter. "Now, are you gonna sit here and let that little twerp get the best of ya', or are you gonna have Trouble time with me?"

      Grayson opened her eyes with a soft smile, "Let's have Trouble time,"

      Raph huffed a laugh at the look on her face, hand still cupping her jaw as he tenderly caressed with his thumb. "Atta, girl," He laid a kiss on the crown of her head before pulling away, making her feel a little empty inside as he went toward the weight room.

      Grayson was quick to follow behind him, using the makeshift ladder to climb up to the little cubby hole where Raph kept his weights. The girl paused for a moment when her eyes locked on Raph, watching as he set up the weight bench, placing manhole covers on the bar with his shell facing her. Her eyes trailed over the back of his shell, marveling at all the cracks and chipped red paint as he worked away.

      He glanced back as he heard her enter, a small smirk pulling at his lips as he finished his task, "Took ya' long enough, Trouble," He teased, stand up properly.

      "Oh hush," She chuckled.

      A cheeky grin spread across his face. He slowly walked up to her, gently taking a strand of hair between two fingers, his green eyes studying her face. "Or what?" He questioned, standing only a few inches in front of her, the height difference between the two being fairly noticeable due to his larger stature.

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