Tear In My Heart (Donatello X OC)

C.6

I felt like colouring, so I got out one of my adult colouring books and some brush markers and began colouring. Donnie was on the couch beside me, reading one of my books.

After a little while, Donnie put the book down and picked me up, placing me in his lap and I smiled, and just continued to colour.

"Why?" I asked.

"I just like having you here." Donnie said and began playing with my hair. "Close to me. Less than an arms length away. It's nice." He sighed and I giggled, putting the cap on my marker and setting it down, and shifting so I was facing him, straddling his lap. He held me at my waist, fingers stroking up and down.

"You're cheeky, aren't you?" I asked and he gave a little grin.

"Just a little. Is it too much?" He asked and I shook my head.

"No! I like cheeky. It's cute." I smiled and Donnie just sighed.

"That's good. I thought I was becoming too brave for a second there." He chuckled and I just leaned forward and put my chin on his shoulder.

"I like being close. I've forgotten what contact feels like." I sighed and his arms went around me in a hug to just hold me in place.

"Hey, Dorian?" He asked and I hummed against him. "Are we... are we a... a thing now?" He asked and I raised my head and kissed his cheek.

"Yes." I answered and put my head back down.

"Oh. Cool. I have a girlfriend." He seemed happy and I chuckled and got up. "Where are you going?" He asked and I went over to the TV and put in one of my favourite movies. I pressed play and went back to Donnie, sitting beside him and curling up to his side.

"This is one of the best movies ever made, in my opinion." I sighed and he put his arm around me.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Horns. It's a brilliant movie. I love it." I sighed as it started. I tried not to fall asleep, I wanted to stay awake and watch it even though I had seen it near a hundred times. I could sleep for twenty four hours and still be tired to sleep a few hours more. It was a talent.

At the part where Ig's parents reveal their secrets to him, both saying they basically hate him, I teared up a bit in relation. I tried my best not to cry during that scene, especially how heartbroken Ig looked when his mom told him she doesn't want him as her son anymore.

"Dorian? Dor? Hey, look at me." Donnie paused it and turned my face to look at him. "What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"Nothing." I turned my head away and wiped under my eyes. "I'm fine."

Donnie obviously didn't buy it. "Dor." He gave me a look and I sighed.

"It's just heartbreaking. I know how he feels. If my mom ever said anything like that to me... my life would be over. I'd want to die." I sighed and he hugged me tight.

"Where's your mom?" He asked.

"States away." I chuckled, wiping more tears away.

"And your dad?" He asked.

"Dead." I said and looked up at him. "Don't say sorry or pity me or anything. I hated him. I still hate him. He's the most evil person I ever knew." I said, staring at the frozen screen.

"What did he do?" Donnie asked softly, pushing my hair back.

"Something unforgivable. He could come to me begging on hands and knees for forgiveness and everything I love in the world, and it wouldn't take me a second to still refuse him." I huffed and Donnie pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"You're not going to tell me?" He asked softly and I was just silent. "In your own time, then. I understand." He said and hit play.

I grabbed the remote and hit pause and just curled up to his side. Donnie put his arms around me and held me there. I didn't speak for a few minutes, not until the screen went to the DVD starter screen.

"He beat my mom." I whispered and felt Donnie tense slightly and exhale sharply. "He got drunk, he did drugs, he yelled at her, he beat her. She didn't deserve any of it. No one does." I said, then looked up at Donnie.

"When you meet my mom, know this: she is a saint. An absolute saint. I'm so thankful for her everyday. She sacrificed so much for me, to give me a life, and I'll never be able to repay her. She is an angel, and I will always hate my dad for all the pain he caused her." I said and Donnie rubbed my back.

"That's completely understandable. I would hate him too." He said and I gave a small smile.

"When I meet your mom?" He asked and I giggled a little.

"She's very open-minded and accepting of all walks of life. She'd love you and accept you as her own son. She's a saint." I sighed and he just chuckled and nodded.