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🍊 Michaelangelo X Artist! Shy! Reader 🍊

❧ (Y/N): Your name

❧ (H/C): Hair color

❧ (E/C): Eye color

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~ Your P.O.V. ~

~ 4 pm, Bronx; New York ~

     I just got out of my Art class walking back home to put my portfolio and my art bin to rest; it's so exhausting, it's like you are caring large books on your back. Oh well, today is my last day of Spring Semester, and I got no classes for the whole Summer and Fall Semester, to get some TLC and some catching up with my Therapist for my timid and anxious personality. I may be shy, but my mentality and physicality took the term "wallflower." to a whole new level!

Now that I think about it, I only have TLC for the whole Summer and Fall semester, apparently, my Therapist is going to away for a year or two, which I don't mind, I told her that the medications might need an upper dosage, agreed since the recent events so she made some requests. She told me to try some meditation on using my art skills; it wasn't a bad idea. I'm surprised that I haven't realized it sooner, whenever I sketch or paint I'm all zen. So, that's what I'm doing right now, on my roof with some canvases and buckets of paints with an empty bucket filled with paint brushes and a bucket of water wearing my painting outfit with some unremovable stains of paint blotches.

     I then question what I should paint, I mean I've painted the night sky many times and sold them, but today, I want to paint something else, I grab out a plastic box to sit and think.

And think.

and think.

Then I hear a noise. It sounds like it's in front of my house, so I took a peek, and what I saw astonished and scared me. It's four turtles, fighting off a giant pig monster! Wow, I've never seen anything like it! I then climbed down the latter and took a closer look; those turtles look like they need some help, thankfully there's a spare can of paint; red paint, so use it to my advantage, I opened it and dipped my broad brush in and swung my brush at the pig jerk! Blinding his eyes and making him roar in pain!

     Afterward, the orange banded turtle took him down, I couldn't help but stare, those neon colors on him, he must've made them himself! But I also blush at the sight of him, he's so...cute, the more I think the more I blushed harder. "That was so cool!", the orange banded turtle yelled out, and the other turtles celebrate, I didn't want to intrude so I thought I'd head home, "Hey wait!", I hear him called out and he rushes to me, I was so close to my door too.

"Thanks for helping us! what's your name?", he asked in a very gleeful tone, he's so happy, and very out going, I wish I were like him. "M-my n-names (Y/N)," I stuttered out shyly, and I put away the spare paint back to its spot but kept the brush with me to clean out the red color. "I'm Michelangelo! Are you a painter?", He asked, and I nodded, he answers with a squeal and hugs me in his arms! Oh god, he's hugging me! It's making my whole face go deep red!

     

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~ Mikey's P.O.V. ~

     She's/He's/They're so flippin' cute! I can't wait to know her more! I asked her/him/them can show me more of her/his/their art pieces, and she happily obliged! Gosh, I can't wait! I'm so excited! Then I hear her/him/them pulling down the ladder that goes up to the roof. I'm guessing that's where she/he/they do their artistry magic. So, my three brothers and I follow her/him/them up to the ladder, but, me following (Y/N) up to the ladder and seeing her/his/their, what Leo called a "Full Moon" made me turn deep red! As we all gotten to the top, I saw an empty canvas surrounded by buckets of paints, brushes, and a bucket of water. I guess we interrupted her/his/their current project, ah shell that makes me feel guilty, "Sorry we interrupted your project..." "I-it's n-no worries, I was too deep in thoughts, so I'm glad I heard your battle," She/He/They smiled at me shyly rubbing her/his/their arm behind her/his/their back. She's/He's/They're so sweet, afterward, she/he/they showed us her/his/their other projects, I can't help but stare into her/his/their (E/C) eyes and (H/C) hair. She/He/They took the level of pretty to a whole new level!~ 

     I can't help but be mesmerized by her/his/their work, "Y-you asked me f-for my work, d-do you paint a-as well?", She/he/they asked, and I blush a bit nodding, "Yeah I do! I brought my sketchbook with me as well, give me a sec", I said, and I go into my shell to get it, I hear her/him/them yelp cutely and then giggled softly, this is so weird! But the right kind of funny. I like it. As I come out, I handed (Y/N) my sketchbook sheepishly and her/his/their eyes sparkle with stars! "Gosh, this is amazing!~", She/He/They squealed out, and for the whole night, we talked about all art contents, giving each other tips and tricks on sketching or painting. But, then Raph said it's time for us to go, I didn't want to go so soon. "aw, w-will I see you again? I'm free from college for the whole Summer and Fall", she/he/they said, she/he/they sound so sad to hear me leave, I don't blame her/him/them. It's hard to find someone that has the same interest, and it's even almost impossible if your friends a turtle mutant that learns ninjitsu by only watching Lou Jitsu movies.

And that gives me an idea, I gave (Y/N) my phone number, "Course you will! We can even hang out at the Museum tomorrow night after they close!~", I announced, and she/he/they blushed red again being all shy, "S-so i-its a d-date??", I hear her/him/them said in pure embarrassment, and I nodded. Just as we all left with our farewells back to the lair we called home, a paper slips out of my sketchbook, it's (Y/N) phone number with a sketch of me with her/his/their signature! I can feel my heart pumping faster, and I can feel my mind flowing with so much inspiration that my current sketchbook covered with (Y/N) and her/his/their beautiful physical appearance. . .

..."Goodness, guess we'll both be painting our own stars tonight~ 🥰🧡"...