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after coming back from another uneventful patrol, donnie spotted a figure laying on his work bench. at first he was at high alert, weapon ready and prepared to fight someone, but then he realized it was just casey jones. the teen mustve come in here at some point while he and his brothers were out, donnie concluded.

"alright casey off my-" casey didnt hear a word donnie had spoke, hadnt heard the way his words died off when don realized casey was fast asleep.

donnie stared at first, taking in how strangely beautiful and peaceful casey looked. he noticed how strong his jawline was. he noticed  he had freckles, faint and not very noticeable from a distance. he noticed the way his dark eyelashes curved nicely

(a/n: i started writing this and have no motivation to finish it so uh have this)

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