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

🍱Bento boxes and chopticks🍱

ʟᴇᴏ + ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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-Author's P.O.V-

The evening finally arrived...

Young Y/n have been impatiently waiting hours for her parents to plummet into their slumber.

She made a mess of a house to exhaust her parents so she can meet a certain 'special someone'. She grasps the basket she readied and silently unlocked her window and hopped to the soft grass below then sprints to a nearby pond where she found her friend sitting. He watches with innocence and curiosity as the fishes swim by.

Y/n accidentally tripped on a stick emitting a loud crack. This startled her friend. He jumps and whirls to her direction with fear and uneasiness. The youth sheepishly smiled and waved at him, he waved back and slowly turned back to the fishes...

-Y/n's P.O.V-

'' I thought I've caught! Don't sneak at me like that!'' I giggled at his scolding which sounds flustered with a weird mix of calmness..

I settled the basket in the short grass beside me and kneeled beside my friend. I glanced at him, copying his sitting position. My e/c eyes wandered to his slightly chubby face.

Eyes blue like the Atlantic, mysterious and deep. Skin rough but in a sense, soft.. And a blue cloth wrapped around his face, cloth the same colour as his irises.

I began taking a liking to him since the third instance we met. Though sadly, I was extremely bashful to confess without breaking down or stuttering...

I huffed and gazed up at the dark blue sky where many little stars splattered the black and blue. Like a childish painting...

I snapped out of my gaze by Leo as he nudged my hand with his pinky. I became flustered. From nervousness, I moved my hand away so he won't notice the shaking. He turned to me with a sad but understanding look and moves his hand towards him. I regretted my action and face him.
I contemplated whether to grab his arm or not-

Seeing Leo disappointed and hurt, I scooted closer to him. He curiously watched me, flinching in surprised when his arm was surrounded by overwhelming warmth. I wrapped my hands around his arm and tensely lay my head on his shoulder.

-Author's P.O.V-

Leo suddenly became flustered at the sweet gesture, not expecting it from a timid child like her. He loved it.

A simple affection was enough to make his heart pound out of his chest. He tried so hard not to emit an audible squeal while glancing at his adorable crush...

He liked it, loved it even...

They stayed in that position, his arm slowly drifting to numbness. Afraid to move and bother his crush. Y/n's eyelids flutter close, sleep rushing over her like the ocean's wave. But she remembered the basket she bought which made her eyes snap open.

"A-ah, I forgot!" She got up, letting go of Leo's arm. Her warmth disappearing and replaced by the cool nightly breeze. He momentarily frowns, rubbing his numb arm and bringing it close to him.

Y/n bought the basket towards her and unwrap the white cloth after opening the weaved cover. She brought out a few bento boxes she thought Leo would love. Which he did much to her relief.

He grinned when Y/n placed the light blue box completed with a matching pair of chopsticks which have two blue rings near the end. Japanese literature carved into the wood, showing his name in Japanese. Leo was impressed at Y/n's effort.

He liked it, loved it even...

" Wow! Nice chopsticks, Y/n." Y/n softly smiles and took out her pair of chopsticks. Leo gaped in awe as she started using the utensils, bringing the rice to her small mouth. This made Leo cracked a childish grin, bringing they warm rice to his mouth. His mouth exploded with flavour. He knew Y/n's mother was a cook as she always mentions her though he hasn't tried any of her dishes until now...

Leo's chopsticks laid inside the empty bento box. All the rice and dishes are now resting in his tummy. He lets out a contented sigh, burping suddenly.

Astonished laughter was heard from both of them. Y/n wiped her teary eyes with her left hand while her right held the chopsticks close to the bento box. Leo peeked into her exposed bento box, noticing a spoonful of rice left. He took the bento away from her.

Y/n's delicate hands slipped easily from the bento box, leaving hanging in the air. Leo smiled at her and took her f/c ringed chopsticks. He scraped and gathered the remaining food to the corner of the bento and pinched it in between the chopsticks, he brings the food towards Y/n.

Y/n caught on his intentions, she waves her arms in front of her. Insisting Leo that she can feed herself.  But Leo pushed on. Y/n embarrassingly opens her mouth, letting Leo "spoon" feed her.

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They both lay on the illuminated grass, their gaze far beyond the stars. A mutual silence between them, the howling wind and soft chirps of crickets in the distance. Leo turned his face towards Y/n. He studied her features...

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He wished this would last... Truly, he hoped so. Hoping every day his love would come to the same pond on the same night with the same bento boxes for them to share. He knows he's young, they're both young and they shouldn't be thinking such things but he was sure of it. Positive that this tingly feeling is love...

Aishiteru...

That was a word he waited to say. Years and years he waited to say that Japanese word that means "I love you".

Aishiteru is only to be used for a deep, connection like love.

Now all of that is a memory as he stands in front of a gravestone with her name carved into it. Like on the wooden chopsticks she used to eat bento with.

Her basket in his hands, now filled with flowers. White like the cloth she used to wrap the bento boxes with.

Leo held back the tears, his brothers solemnly watched from behind.

Leo wasn't the type to cry. He hid his hurt behind his " leader " attitude. He never cried to be a role model for his brothers. Showing crying will never bring anything back... He was right...

He liked her...
Loved her even...