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~Michelangeloxreader~Limits

#3 A different turtle now.

Request: Moi

Word count: 1264

Universe: 2012

Age: 16

Status: Besties

Note/Warning: Mikey being the most cutest thing. So fluffy.

Date of og publish: 03/18/19

"Mikey! Don't touch that!" Donnie shouts in his lab. Mikey backs away from the beaker full of chemicals and explosives that would explode if he did something. He hides the other beaker–that's full of another chemicals, that would react badly with those chemicals–behind his back sheepishly.
He then smiles shyly.

"Sorry, Don," he apologized; for the thirty-fourth time this week.
Donnie stresses, as he let out a harsh sigh. He shakes his head, slapping his forehead. It's the same everyday.

"If you were actually sorry, you wouldn't do it again." He reminded him.
Mikey accidentally drops the beaker behind his back, on the floor.
"Mikey!"

"Sorry, dude," he jumps from the oozing liquid on the floor.
At that moment, Y/n comes in. She was kinda shocked at the angry Donnie, and the chemical that smoking on the ground.

"What the heck is going on?" Y/n put her hands on her hips.
Mikey didn't have any words; he was love-struck by Y/n's confidence. He admired her head to toe. You could tell, he had a little crush on her.
She then glares at Mikey–who had finally stopped zoning out–tapping her foot.
"Would anyone care to explain?"

"Yeah, heck I do! Mikey keeps on touching my chemicals, again! Today is new, he actually managed to break something I need," he puts his hands towards Mikey. Mikey puts his hands up in defence.
"Don't look all innocent," Donnie glares at him. Y/n shook her head.

"Mikey how about you cook something," Y/n suggests. Mikey groans and shook his head.

"Nah, I don't wanna," Y/n looked a bit worried from his answer. She doesn't want him doing something that could get him in trouble.

"Okay," She said suspiciously.
"Here, I'll help you Don," she then got the paper towel–that was surprisingly by her side–to wipe it. When she was about to clean it, Donnie has wide eyes, he ran towards Y/n.

"Careful Y/n," Don warned her.
"Those are very acidic, I got this. You better watch Mikey. Who knows what he's thinking of doing," Don joked seriously. Y/n lightheartedly laughs.
She nods.

"Yeah, see you later Don," she waved to him exiting the Lab. She looked around a bit to her surroundings. She couldn't spot Mikey.
"Where could he-,"

"MIKEY!!" Raphael's voice echoed throughout the lair. Y/n rushed towards the direction of Raphael's voice. She spot a very wet Raphael chasing Mikey, who had a water balloon in his hand.

"What did he do now?" Y/n frantically asked.

"Mikey here decided it would be entertaining....if he threw a water balloon at me...to fill his boredom," he grunts. He starts running faster, then he lunged towards Mikey successfully. He sat down in his shell, put him in a headlock and starts rubbing his head.
"Say it," Raph ordered Mikey. He squirmed under him trying to get out.

"Never," Mikey yelled, moving his arms. Raph rubbed his head harder.
Oof, that must hurt.

"Say it!"

"Raphael is strongest and the smartest."

"And."

"And he's better than me, in every possible way." Raph then let go of Mikey. Y/n walked closer to them.

"That shows you of messing with me," Raph spat, then walked towards his room.

"Mikey, you need to stop this. Please, do not bother Leo," She begged. It was too much for him.
Well, too much for her watching him.
"How about we paint or something?"

He shook his head. It's like dealing with a six year old. (Haha reference)
"I want to do something else," Mikey went to his room. At least he's not going to do anything bad in there.
Y/n decided to make something in the meanwhile.

She took out her cake and gave it a whiff.
"That smells good." She then noticed the lair was quiet. She then heard grunts from the dojo.
"Leo must be overtraining again," she worried.
She walked towards the dojo. She opened it, Leo had a bow and arrow–the sucker arrows–and is aiming towards Mikey. Mikey was moving around, missing all of the arrows. Leo was grunting in anger that he couldn't get him.
"What's going on now?"

"Mikey, disturbed my daily meditation with sensei. I was about to catch him till he wanted to play a game," he grunted missing again. He then reached for the bag full of arrows, and grabbed another one.
"If I don't catch him in ten minutes from now, I leave him alone and he gets away to whatever he was doing. But if I do, he's on dishes for a month and he has to meditate."

"Hey! I didn't agree on the dishes," Mikey protested. Leo shrugged. Mikey was running around, jumping onto the tree.

"What did he do to disturb your meditation?" Y/n's curiosity struck. When Leo opened his mouth, Mikey beat him to it.

"I blew an airhorn in his ear," he says proudly but calm. Y/n didn't believe her ears.
Leo finally caught Mikey on his shell. Mikey groaned, as Leo smirked.

"You're meditating with me for a month. That might cool your hyper." Leo put back the bow and arrow.
Before he left the dojo he left a comment.
"Meditation starts tomorrow at seven," Leo waved him off.
Mikey whined as he tried to get the arrow off of him.

"Here, I'll help with that," Y/n offered. Mikey obliged, as he turned around. Y/n wanted his mood to change. When she finally got it off–without Mikey knowing–she turned him back around.
She then leaned in and kissed his cheek. Mikey's cheeks bursted in colour. He always wanted her to do that.
Raph then came into the dojo.

"Sorry, if I'm interrupting something. But, this cake is amazing Y/n. Also it's finished, sorry Mikey." He then left smiling. Mikey got mad that he couldn't try Y/n cake. 

"Raphael that's not fair!" He then ran after him.

The tables turned. Y/n then went into the kitchen and pulled out the second cake; that was originally for the other turtles if Mikey finished the first one.
Never mind then. The aroma smell was going around till Mikey came in and devoured it whole.
Y/n was laughing softly. She wondered how it would look inside his stomach. Where does it all go?

Don't answer that.

"Mikey you always take things too far," Y/n told him. Mikey shrugged, he wiped his mouth with his arm.

"Then things would be boring without some kind of risk," he advised her. 'Who is he? And what did he do to Mikey?' Y/n thought. Y/n then nodded in agreement.

"Somethings have their limits though." Mikey nodded just to make her happy. He was looking at her lips.
He wondered.
"Mikey, what are you gonn-," Mikey put his finger on her lips.

"Shush, you'll ruin the moment." Y/n was confused on what he was talking about.
He then leaned in and gave her a sweet kiss on her lips.
"Does that have limits?" Mikey asked all innocently. Y/n had no words. She then shook her head. Her face was a ripe tomato. She had no words. She couldn't believe he did, what he just did.
"Good. 'Cause now I get to do them all the time," he gave her a huge hug. Y/n laughed. Till they heard a click.

*Cartoon version of Mikey holding Y/n tight, with both of them with scared faces towards his brothers*