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Raph x Reader4 - Meeting Your Family

You quietly stepped out of your room, only to see your brother, a scowl on his face as he sternly looked down at you. You shrunk in on yourself, hugging your stomach. Was he mad you ate the last of your favorite snacks? It had been a rough day and you needed comfort food, you hadn't even thought he may want some...

"I-I-I'm, s-S-sorry, I didn't mean t-to eat the last of the sn-snacks..." you stammered, wringing your hands. He blinked. "What? No, no no, that's fine, I wanna know why a boy's name is on your phone, Sweetpea!" He demanded, pointing to it. You shrunk in on yourself, eyes widening. "Y-you took my phone?" "I was worried! You went outside without me yesterday to get popsicles, David told me!" He frowned, looking worried.

You slowly nodded. "Uhm...R-Raphael is a very good guy, he's my friend. He helped me get out of the library..." you said softly. Your brother paused, and sighed softly. "I didn't mean to bother you when you just woke up, but should I be worried?" He asked. "I mean, he sends a lot of plushy pictures, is he a hoarder?" He asked. "Huh? Probably not...?" You weren't quite sure, but you guessed not?

"Have you never been to his house?" "...No." You said. "Okay...Can I meet him?" You froze, eyes getting huge, hugging your scarred arms. "C-can I call him over?" He asked, noticing your tenseness. "...Can I put on my sweaters, please?" You rubbed the marred skin where the burns resided. "Of course." Your brother pecked your head. "I love ya sis." You went into your room and closed the door, slowly pulling on your clothes over your tank top and shorts, feeling self conscious of the burns on your body. When your parents died, you had always gotten extra cold, and tried to remedy that...but, in your attempts, you just burned yourself a lot.

You poked your head out and your brother looked tense, phone up to his ear. "Yes, Hello, Raphael, is it?" He asked, folding an arm in front of his torso. "No, I'm not Y/N, I'm her brother. I'd really like to meet you, and get to know you." He forced saccharine into his tone as he glowered and set his jaw. You shrunk away, feeling nervous.

"You can't? Why not? My sister's seen you multiple times before, so unless you have something to hide, and are a criminal, I don't see why you can't drop by. I KNOW, you know where we live." He spat, shoulders a tight line as he set a fist on his hip.

"Oh YOU, need confirmation that MY sister is okay?! Real bold of you, sir!" My brother snapped, veins in his neck pounding. You reached out, clasping and unclamping your hands in a silent gesture to show you wanted the phone.

He frowned, then handed it over. "Fine."

You took it from your brother's shaking hand and you held it and out 5e phone to your ear, a soft smile on your face now. "Hey, Raph..." "Ah! Y/N! You're okay...What's that jerk on about?!" You grimaced. "My b-brother has his reasons...he's worried about me, like you were..." you said. He grunted, clearly frustrated. "You can't just force someone to come over! What if a family crisis is going on?!" "Are your brother's okay?" You asked after he said that. "...No, Mikey's okay now, he had a panic attack in the kitchen though, Donnie cut himself on a mug gettin' coffee..." he sighed.

"...I can't come over, he'll freak out over Raph being a mutant..." he said, voice breaking. "My brother isn't like that, it'll be okay." You said firmly.

One thing your brother never did, was judge by appearance.

Be nosy, and a little possessive and overprotective? Totally, but judgement over appearances? Never.

"...Okay." He exhaled. "I'll be over in ten or fifteen, yeah?" You smiled softly, blushing a little as you tucked your face in your sweater. "Okay. See you when you get here, Raph..." you said softly.

Your brother nodded as you handed the phone back.

"...you're looking nervous, you okay?" He asked. "...h...R...Ra..Raph is...h-he's...he's a..." your voice couldn't form the words and he panicked. "A criminal?! I knew it!" "What?! No!" You blurted.