TMNT OneShots

PUNCHING BAG Raph x Reader (2012)

Raphs POV

It was training time again, and (Y/N) was sparring against Leo. You rolled your eyes and growled in frustration as you leaned back on the carpeted floor of the Dojo. You scowled at Leo when he gave you eye contact during the fight. And, of course, he gave you that "Leader knows all" face that was calm and making you feel inferior to him. [What?! He thinks he's so tough?!! I could beat him down in a HEARTBEAT!!!] You were fuming with anger. Not just because of that stupid look he gave you, but because of a totally different thing. [(Y/N).] You thought to yourself as you saw her (H/L), (H/C) hair flow in the breeze of her movements. Your mind turned from semi calm, to infuriating. [WHY DOES SHE HAVE TO LIKE LEO!! WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I DON'T?!!] You looked away and scowled at the ground. You slowed your breathing, trying to make yourself calm down, not wanting your brothers to suspect your anger. [Every time he looks at her... It's like he knows I'm in love with her! He's just pullin' at my strings!!] You frowned and looked back at Leo, who was still locked in battle with (Y/N). [And every time he looks at her... She looks at him the same way.] You were no longer angry. Instead, you felt sadness and grief, overwhelm your senses.

After training was over, you went to the kitchen to get some left over pizza that you'd stashed in the freezer. As you started eating, your mind drifted off, leaving you thinking of (Y/N). Her (E/C) eyes staring into yours. You were awoken from your dreamworld, when you heard something bang on the table, next to you. You quickly snapped out of your daze and jumped back, almost falling out of the chair you were sitting in. "Sorry Raph, didn't mean to scare ya." You looked up and saw (Y/N) opening a heavy box she'd put on the table. "It's no biggy." You said nonchalantly. She tore open the packaging and pulled out it's contents, making a whole bunch of Styrofoam peanuts fall onto the table, around the box. In her hands, she held a limp fabric casing for a punching bag. "I just ordered it for you. Your old one seemed to be getting... Well... Old!" She smiled enthusiastically at you. You flashed her a smile as well. "Thanks (Y/N)." "No problem." She started to walk out of the kitchen, but stopped in mid-step and looked back at you. "Hey, uh... Can you help me put this up?" She scratched the back of her head nervously. You stood up and threw your dirty dishes in the sink. "Love to." You said, following her to the living room, where your old punching bag was. [Any alone time with her I get, I'll take it. Even if it is just putting up a new punching bag.]

You and (Y/N) finished installing the bag with, almost, no problems. It was easy to take the old one down. Putting the new one up... Well... Easier said than done. You flashed a weak smile at (Y/N) as she put her hands on her hips, standing triumphantly in the center of the room. [Getting that stupid bag up there, took out all of my energy. I wonder if I'll even be able to make it to my room.] You started to walk away, when (Y/N)'s hand gripped your arm and stopped you. "Don't you want to try it out?" She smiled at you with hope glittering in her eyes. You paused for a second, looking at the bag, then back at her. "Nah, I'm pooped. You can try it out though. I'll watch from here." She nodded her head, and let your arm go, running over to the bag. You plopped down on the couch and watched as she threw punches at the bag with all of her strength. You shook your head and got up, walking towards her. Before she could land another punch, you put your hand in front of her, catching her fist in your hand. She looked up at you with a confused look on her face. "You're not doing it right." You stared down at her. You sighed and let go of her hand. "Here, like this." You demonstrated the correct way to punch. She still looked confused. You sighed again and stepped closer to her, taking both of her wrists in your hands. You looked down at her and saw her blushing. You nudged her right leg forward and put her left hand out, making her punch the bag softly. Then you did the same with her right hand. "See. Don't put your whole body into it. Now do it like that." You let go of her, but before you could step away, she pulled you back. You blushed madly as she looked up at you, your hands held tightly in hers. You looked down at her, her (E/C) eyes, staring deep into yours. "Raph..." She trailed off her sentence. "Y-yeah?" You stuttered nervously. "I, um... I l-like you." She said, at a whisper. Your stomach lurched. "H-huh? But I thought you liked L-leo?" You said, confused at her words of love. "What?" She stared up at you with wide eyes. You blushed and looked away. "The way you look at him..." You trailed off your sentence as you thought of your reasoning behind why (Y/N) would like Leo and not you. "I look at him the way I look at Donnie and Mikey." She paused. "Their my friends, Raph. You're the one I have feelings for." She put her hand up to your face, caressing your cheek softly. You put your hand behind her head and pulled it closer to yours. you stopped inches away from her face. She smiled and wrapped her arms around your neck as she pulled you into a kiss. You put your hands on her waist and pulled her closer, pressing your lips against hers, for what seemed like an eternity...