The Mutagen (TMNT Mikey fan fiction)

Cold pizza

Mikey's P.O.V.

2-3 weeks earlier

Hot...everything just feels so hot. It's like I'm a pizza baking in the oven! Hot. I can feel the drops of sweat rolling down my skin. Hot. My head was just burning, that is until I felt something soft, cold and wet placed on top of my forehead. Thank you person! Right now I'd love to be a cold pizza. Though, it didn't cool me off as much as I had hoped it would. But what I really hope is that (y/n) is OK, that she's eating well and treated her wounds.
My brothers better have been taking care of her... Master Splinter, he's alright, hopefully.

Ugh, what's wrong with me? Why am I burning and I can't wake up?

What happened?

. . .

The mutagen. It's affecting me. It's been affecting me. What will happen to me? Am I...going to die? What if I can't wake up!? Ooh, this is bad. C'mon, Mikey, open your eyes! Move your fingers! Try to grab a pizza that is close by. Do something!

No matter how much I tried to motivate myself to move, my limbs were unresponsive. Sighing, I tried to listen to what's going on a round me. That's when I hear her caring voice.

"This morning Donnie has been searching for something to cure you, again. Well, more like he stayed awake all night till morning searching. Donnie hasn't had a good nights rest. Leo tries to help him in any way he can. I mean, I would too, but I wouldn't want to get in the way I might make something explode" she laughs as she was grabbing hold of my hand.

Dude, hold her hand! It's your chance! But, of course nothing moves. Not even a twitch.

"Mikey...please, you're the glue in this family. Without you they'll fall apart. You not being here, things just wouldn't be the same anymore." There was a brief pause, and the dry towel was removed and replaced with a wet one.

(Y/n)...please, don't say that. It hurts me to hear you sound sad.

"(Y/N), why don't you go home and get some rest? We'll keep an eye over him, don't worry" Suddenly Master Splinter's voice assured.

No! Please, (y/n) stay here. Next to me. Please.

"I feel bad if I leave him like this." She answers.

"Mikey wouldn't want you to" he replies.

Lies! Lies I tell you! I love this feeling of her hand holding mine. It's a feeling I know we will not share when I wake up.

If I wake up....

Maybe she should leave. She shouldn't be kept here to take care of me if I never get better.

"you'll keep me updated?" (Y/n) asks.

"Of course" he answers.

Quickly the towel was removed and a soft pair of lips kisses my forehead, "get better Mikey, I'll be back soon" next thing I know her presence is gone.

Except for the lingering heat left on my cool forehead which brought the heat back into my cheeks. Is this blushing? Am I blushing!? But that'd be weird...my skin is green.

I couldn't ponder on it for too long because my body felt as if it was put back into the oven. But this time, this tingling sensation came upon me. As if a hundred bugs were crawling inside me.