Different~ {TMNT Raphael x reader }

He apologizes

       Honestly, I feel like I'm doing pretty damn well with my updates 😂
     Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter!
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      You sat on your bed, looking down at your lap. It's been a week since you've talked to Raphael, and for some reason, you didn't want to.

     You were hurt, deeply hurt by what he said. Someone you truly cared about, and tried to impress every time you saw them, completely put you down. And that broke your heart.

     Lately, you've been hiding out in your room. The tv hasn't been touched, 'nor your phone or any food outside of your bedroom door. You've been living off of a family size bag of pretzels by your bed.

       Your mom knew, ever since you came home in tears, that Raphael has something to do with it.

      She knew she shouldn't pry, so she just let you be. Though, concern has started to wash over because you wouldn't eat.

        You moved you fingers to lay in your lap, picking at the skin by your nails anxiously. (Idk about you guys, but I do that so much. It's a bad habit.)

         "I hate boys..." You whisper to yourself, letting your hair fall in front of your face.

       Tap...tap...tap

  Slowly you lift your head up, looking towards your window. You've left it locked all this week, hoping to keep out that certain turtle.

        But there stood, a tear stained, red eyed, Raphael on the fire escape. You studied his features with furrowed eye brows.

       His knuckles on his hands were purple, the most bruised they've ever been before. His face was pale, dark blue circles were under his eyes. Your heart broke seeing him like this.

       But what you didn't know, was that he thought the same about you.

      Your face was a few shades lighter from the lack of sleep. Circles under your eyes grew, almost like to swallow your eyes above it. Your frame, slightly smaller than usual, and eyes puffy. Luckily, your hair wasn't awful, thanks to your conditioner in your bathroom.

      In your opinion, you didn't look that bad...But boy were you wrong.

        "Raphael...?" You asked, your voice slightly cracking as you walked over to your window.

       "Y/n..." he started, "Y/n, please, please hear me out."

        You sighed, opening the window to let him in. "Make it quick." You snap.
      Hey, I mean who could blame you? You were still mad at him, regardless.

       He walked in, watching you as you sat down on your bed. He stopped in front of you, his eyes watering just a bit.

       "I am so, so sorry, Y/n. You have no idea how much I've punished myself for what I said to you."

        You tensed at the thought of him hurting himself over you. So, you took his green hands in yours, looking up at him.

       "Raphael, I may be mad at you, or even dislike you, but never, never ever hurt yourself over me." You say, now looking down at his hands.

       Your petit fingers brushed over his scabs and bruises on his knuckles, making you bite your lip to hold back tears.

       "How could I not?! I hurt you! Said awful things that weren't at all true to you! I'm such a terrible boyfriend, better yet, not even close to be good enough for you..." He yells, closing his eyes tightly.

      "I-I love you." He mumbles, hoping you didn't hear.

       You gasp lightly, standing up. He was just a few inches taller than you, so you had to stand up on your tippy toes to reach his face.

      "I love you too," you say. Before he could react, you crash your lips onto his, wrapping your arms around his neck.

       The butterflies, sparks, fireworks, boom, bam! They all come back. You felt your body fill with happiness, your heart beating faster and faster.

       You almost forgot what it felt like to kiss Raphael.

       "And don't you forget it." You add, pulling back.

      He smiles, "I honestly don't deserve you."

    "No, Raphie, I don't deserve you. You aren't the only one who said  ignorant things," you start, resting your head on his shoulder.

      "I didn't mean what I said. You aren't a freak, Raph, not even close. I'd much rather date you than any human."

      His cheeks started to heat up, "so that means...we're still together?"

      You giggle, lifting your head up from his shoulder to look into his green eyes.

       "Absolutely."

    And with that, you two spend the rest of the day making up for all the time you two missed. Watching movies, eating some popcorn, dancing around, etc.

       Raphael has never been more happy in his entire life...