Mixed love ( Tmnt x reader oneshots) *Request open!*

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ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ + ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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Y/n woke up to a quiet morning. The sun still absent from the skies but its presence visible through violet sparkles that seemed to litter across.

Her hand drifted towards her blanket, ghostly feeling the soft material between her digits before harshly lifting off of her form. She sluggishly got up. Exhausted, apparent from the black circles under her eyes.

Chess pieces scramble across the dim room like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. She carefully stepped between the pawns, afraid she'll crush them into halves. Y/n squinted towards the nearby wall which is where a giant piece of clockwork hanged, with some difficulty, she read the time.

5:30..

Too early for her to wake up and too early for school...

Y/n yawns, her mouth stretching so wide it hurts. She wants to go back to bed and enjoy another 2 hours of sleep however something kept bothering her that she was unable to do so. Could it be the projects she has due next week or the constant vibrating of her phone at the nightstand? Far from reach as she was already at the doorway...
Y/n shook her head, dismissing the thought of getting her phone. Instead, she went down the endless staircase. Her feet softly landing on each polished Cedarwood as the sun softly and slowly lit the kitchen through clear windows...

Y/n approaches the fridge. Her left hand grabbing the handle and pulling it open. Shivering when the cool air hit her delicate skin. She grabbed a random f/f lying around and kicked the door closed, sighing when the delicious scent passed through her nostrils. Y/n threw the piece of leftover in the microwave and left for it to do its magic

"Why are you awake sister?" A childish voice emerged from the darkness, startling Y/n who thought she was alone ...

"A-ah! Don't scare me like that!" A young girl hugging a giant plushie stepped into the dim lighting of the kitchen. Her eyes are glassy and her mouth is tightly closed. Is she..crying?

The sun had fully risen..

The pair remained in the kitchen, Y/n now in front of a stove with an apron on, cooking breakfast as her sister happily munched on the piece of f/f she heated earlier. Forgetting the nightmare completely. The mere humming of Y/n added to the comforting scene. It was like this for a few minutes until a knock on the door disturbed them both. Y/n plated the pancakes she was cooking, wiped her hands on the nearby kitchen towel, and hurriedly walked to the door. She pulled the handle open, delighted to see one of her good friends, Donatello.

She invited him in and told him she was cooking breakfast as she was heading to the kitchen. Y/n knew Donnie is a mutant and he wears a watch to disguise himself as a person. L/s/n was oblivious to the fact Donatello, or Donnie, is a mutant. Y/n cannot find the courage to tell her as l/sn is quite fond of her friend. Treating him as an older brother. L/s/n's eyes widen in joy when she saw the familiar purple backpack he wears. She stepped down the high chair and ran towards him with open arms. Donnie knelt and open his arms, ready to accept the hug and the blow of her speed.

Later that day, Y/n and Donnie waved goodbye to l/s/n and head towards the school. Between them was silence, the birds chirping, and the vehicles rumbling are like mumbles and murmurs which surround them. She glances at the taller student. Brown hair, trim neatly. Reddish-brown eyes like the chocolates she loves. Y/n never seen a guy so beautiful, to think he only exists in cartoons or movies...