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((A/N) I wrote this for the 2014/16 turtles. Hence why Donnie has his fancy glasses. Hope you're okay with that:) )
Imagine you got a black eye. But not in a tough kind of way like from football or a fight but from ... a champagne bottle. You had to celebrate your friend's birthday the right way and champagne was a must. Your friend already had a hard time opening the bottle and most of the guests were getting frustrated at that. Then, when it finally popped, the cork straight when into your face. Thank God you closed your eyes but it still hurt like a bitch.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry (Y/N). Are you okay?", your friend asked.
"I'm good, don't worry", you said after checking you weren't bleeding.
You knew your body and knew it wasn't bad.
When you woke up the next day you had a huge black eye. It was a bit swollen but you could still see. Your boyfriend on the other hand would be ... surprised.
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Leo: Leo's that kind of boyfriend who'd come and pick you up. Every god damn time. He just doesn't trust anyone on the streets. He wanted you to be save, and you were when you're with him. You let the window open for him to step in and as soon as he did, he saw your black eye. "Are you okay Angel?", he said. "Yeah, why?", you asked. "Look at you! What happened? Don't tell me that was the foot cause I will punch the living shit out of them", he ranted. "Leo", you started. "No one is messing with my girlfriend. Tell me who that was and I will kill them", he ended. "That would be an unfair fight", you giggled. "How can you laugh about that? You're injured", he answered, kissing your cheek. "It's just a black eye Leo. Also, it was a champagne cork", you laughed. "A ... A champagne cork?", he wanted to know. "Yeah you know those things that when you open the bottle it goes POP", you said. "I know what a cork is (Y/N)", he shook his head, "you're too adorable". He kissed you. "I'm happy it wasn't one of the foot though", he then said. "Me too".
Raph: "Hey babe", you said when you entered the lair. He was working out and didn't see you at first. You gave him a peck on the cheek and he answered: "Hello baby girl". He turned around to you to hug you but stopped. "WHO THE FUCK DID THIS TO YOU?", he yelled. "No one", you gave back. "I swear to God, I will find that guy and kick his ass", he continued, completely ignoring what you said. He got up and made a few round through the dojo. Mumbling something to himself. "This cannot be happening. Who the fuck is this stupid? Hitting a girl? Someone who can't even protect themselves?", he was absolutely furious. "Look at you, poor baby girl", Raph then said, walking over to you. He calmed a bit down, smiled at you. He swore to himself he'd never hurt or yell at you. He started caressing your face. He lightly touched your eye and gave it a peck. "I got hit with a champagne cork thing", you admitted. "You did ... what?". You nodded. "You're literally the clumsiest person I know", he said and laughed. "It's not that funny Raph!", you smiled. "I know, I'm sorry. But you look like a total badass, babe!", he grinned and finally kissed you.
Donnie: Donnie was in his lab as usual. Trying to build something together but you didn't know what it was. He didn't even notice you when you walked in so you just put your arms around him and kissed his cheek. "Hello love", he said. "I missed you", you replied. "I missed you too", he answered, turning around in his chair. You smiled, hoping he would not see your eye. He hesitated to say something. "What ... what is that?", he wanted to know pointing at your black eye. "My eye", you said, trying to be funny. He immediately got up and put his fancy glasses on. The check up was loading, he just wanted to be sure you're okay. "No concussion, good. No broken bones", he continued and gently touched your eye, "just swollen. You'll be fine thank God. If anything feel different, you come straight to me." "Donnie, I'm fine. I just have a little headache", you explained. "I'll give you something for that", he said and jumped up. "Now, who do I have to beat up?", he wanted to know. "Say what?" "Who did that?", he asked. "No one" "Look I know you're a good girl, my love, but you CANNOT PROTECT THE ONE WHO HIT YOU" He got mad. Nobody messes with what is his. "It was a bottle", you whispered. "A bottle? Someone hit you with a bottle? ARE THEY OUT OF THEIR MIND?" "Donnie. The cork hit me in the face", you explained. Art first he didn't believe you but when he saw you were dead serious, je sighed. "Of course. You're so clumsy", he smiled. He kissed you passionately and made sure you took a good rest.
Mikey: "Angelcakes!", he screamed as soon as he saw you. He was going in for a huge hug, even spin you around but stopped right before he could do so. "What happened babydoll?", he wanted to know in shock. "Don't worry about it babe", you said, trying to get a kiss. Mikey held back and checked out your face. He gently rubbed your face, lightly touching your black eye. "Do you want me to get my nunchucks out? Tell me who that was and that will be a dead man", he said. Mikey is rarely angry but it someone messes with his angel cakes, he goes full on Norman Bates. Not that he knows who that is, but still. "I could do the same to them", he started and then realized that he didn't even asked you have you felt, "are you okay? Are you in pain? Do you need anything?". "I'm okay Mikey. And please don't go on a rampage", you said. "Okay, you know I can't do that. Who did this, I want names", he answered. "Moet & Chandon", you replied. "TWO GUYS? TWO AGAINST ONE IS NOT FAIR", he screamed. "Mikey, that's a champagne brand", you explained. "Cha...champagne?", he said surprised. "I got that cork thing into my face", you said. It took awhile for him to understand and then he started laughing. "You're a dork". "Look who's talking", you mumbled. "Come here babydoll", he said, kissing you passionately, "let's get you some ice to put on that."
