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[ jonatello/casetello ]
[ aka donniexcasey ]
[ human au ]

seventeen-year-old donatello lay awake at one am, as always, staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars placed carefully on his bedroom ceiling. they had been put up by his little brother ten years ago, when they first moved into the apartment.

he remembers the day so vividly, it could have happened yesterday.

"andddddd there! perfect! see don, now we have our own stars here, just like out at the farm!" a little blonde child jumped down from thier dresser, which he was using to reach the roof. he bounded over to his older brother, tugging his sleeve a little. "see! see! i did it all by myself for you, because you said you were going to miss the stars!" donnie looked at his little brother, a soft smile on his lips. "i love it, thank you m-"

donnies eyes snapped open to the sound of quiet knocks on the window beside him. cocking an eyebrow at it, he sat up in bed, pushing the blanket off of him and opening the blinds to see the face of the one and only casey jones. groaning slightly, he couldn't help the smile that slipped onto his lips at the sight of the hockey player. he opened the window, though all casey did was lean in really close to donnie. "hey, nerd." casey's whisper filled his ears, his lips brushing donnie's left ear, making him shiver and blush slightly. as casey pulled away, his signature smirk on his face, donnie asked him what he was doing here at one am.

"i'm here to get you. we are going to a party." cocking an eyebrow, you looked at his grinning face. "we are?" he nodded. "yup. it isnt over yet, still going as hard as ever. i saw your brothers there, but they said you didn't come. i decided to get you." donnie rolled his eyes. "if i wasn't there isn't it obvious i didn't want to go?"

"aww, come on don! you aren't even doing anything. and you obviously aren't sleeping. unless you wanna go do something else, just us two?" he actually found himself considered it. it wasn't often that he got to do something with his crush alone, as his step-brothers and other few friends would always be around. "okay, but i gotta get dressed first." casey grinned as donnie got up, closing the window in order to change.

once changed into a pair of black jeans, converse, a black shirt and his usual purple hoodie, donnie found himself being pulled along, hand in hand, with his crush to some unknown destination. the only thought that he could properly muster up as the went to their destination was this will be an interesting night.

and he was right.

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the unknown destination turned out to be an abandoned house kinda far into the woods. by the time they got to the house, it was 3:58 am. even when the got into casey's beatup pickup truck, casey refused to stop holding donnie's hand. not that donnie was complaining, but he didn't really know why casey was acting like this.

casey pulled him into the house, finally letting go of his hand before dissappearing somewhere. "casey?" donnie asked curiously, looking around a little to find him. "hold on a sec, don." donnie hummed in response, and decided to look at the graffiti inside the house. the graffiti wasn't bad actually, it wasn't gang signs and stuff. it was more like actual art. a large range of materials were used, anything from watercolor to acrylic to spray paint was used to create the paintings on the walls. donnie carefully studied each one, contemplating their meanings. after a good five minutes, donnie's concentration was broken by casey's voice, calling out to him. donnie followed the voice, finding casey upstairs in one of the bedrooms.

the bedroom was mainly empty, besides a trashcan and a few paint supplies lying around. there was a hole in the roof, letting in the light of the full moon, showing off the stars. casey was over by the whole, stapling a black sheet over the whole in order to block out the light. there wasn't any graffiti on the walls. once casey was finished, he stood next to don, a huge grin on his face. "donnie, i want you to go flip that switch." he pointed to light switch on the wall next to the door, which he could barely see. carefully, he walked over and flipped the switch.

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