unfinished jonatello stuff

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donnie doesnt remember when it started.

he doesnt remember when his voice stopped being obnoxious. he doesnt remember when he stopped being ugly or annoying. he doesnt remember when his lack of hygiene stopped being disgusting.

he doesnt remember when he started having beautiful eyes. he doesnt remember when he started to look really cute. he doesnt remember when his pale skin started to look so pretty.

he doesnt remember when he started to want to get closer to him. he doesnt remember when he started to want to hold his skinny form close to his own. he doesnt remember when he started to want to run his fingers through his jet black hair, or when he started to want to count every little freckle on his body.

donnie doesnt remember when he stopped thinking casey was an enemy and started to think of him as crush.

he also doesnt remember when his crush on april fell apart. he doesnt remember when even the littlest of touches from her stopped making electricity fly through his body. he doesnt remember when he stopped blushing every time she would hug him out of excitement. now, all he sees from her is a friend.

now, all he wants is casey jones.

pure and impure thoughts run through his head about casey all the time, he cant seem to stop thinking about him. he cant seem to stop daydreaming about him. every love song donnie would hear on the radio would spark a daydream of the two of them.

but for some reason, none of this truely bothers him - the fact that he likes another male, let alone casey jones.

hes okay with it. well, he was.

he doesnt remember when it started to be, but suddenly its all too much. he cant get enough, his desire for casey has filled its container and is beginning to spill over. if he doesnt do something soon, bad things may happen.

funny thing is, he doesnt have to do anything.

leo, noticing both donnies and caseys off-behaviors, decided to distract everyone for the day so the two could hopefully work out their problems. don decided to take this time to peacefully work on improving their transportations.

donnie was minding his own business, well more like trying to pay attention to the van in front of him instead of the distracting boy laying next to him. casey had been just keeping donnie company, and although it didnt seem like it, casey noticed the how donnie seemed to be restraining himself.

"yo don, we should take advantage of the empty lair and do something." donnie's crush sat up beside him as his mind began to run a million different scenarios of what could possibly happen between the two of them. some good, some bad. some boring, some exciting. some pure, some impure. he tried to ignore all of them, focusing on the boy next to him.

"like what?"

donnie wasn't expecting casey to slide his body into his lap. but he did, and suddenly casey was so close.

casey slid one hand around donnie's neck, the other resting on his cheek. donnies hands seemed to naturally find its way around caseys waist. so so close.

warm breaths mingling. eyes staring with love and lust, searching each others face for the same feelings, wondering whom of the two would make the first move. casey cupped donnies cheek with delicacy, thumbs rubbing his cheekbone softly. donnie couldnt seem to do anything except stare at the beautiful person.

suddenly, the two pairs of chapped lips were crashing into each other. they both so desperately wanted - no, needed this.

pushed up against each other as much as physically possible, anything even remotely close to anything unrelated to this moment, with these boys, was gone out of donnies constantly working brain.