Continuation from my fifth book! (I've reached the limit of 200 parts). Hope you enjoy! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Favorite songs. Imagines. Sometimes fluff, sometimes smut.
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((A/N) I think I got it! :) I will write this as "all the turtles" aka not mentioning a name, since I don't want to tell you who you have to chose to read this as. Does that make sense? haha anyway, enjoy! <3)
One last check in the mirror to see if your make up was good and if everything was still in place. Nothing worse than having mascara running / transferring before even leaving the house. Tonight was a good night. You felt cute, not bloated and you slayed your make up. Your boyfriend would love this. Hopefully you were dressed for the occasion though. Your boy always comes up with crazy ideas and you're never sure if you're going to a fancy dinner or end up in the sewers with his brothers. Then, you heard a loud scream and a thud.
"What the hell?!", you said and walked into the living room.
Just to find your boyfriend standing at the window and your sister laying on the floor.
"What the hell?", you repeated and looked from him to her and back.
"Y/N?", he said in surprise, his mouth hanging open.
"No, this is the Holy Spirit", you gave back.
"But ... but I ... who... what?"
You rushed over to your sister to see if she was still breathing and to check her out. Maybe she hurt herself. Maybe she was bleeding. Maybe she had a concussion. She seemed to be okay as she was already moving again.
"Get into my room", you ordered, not wanting your sister to see him again.
Hopefully she just thought she had a bad dream or was just seeing things. It happens, right? Seeing things in your peripheral vision that aren't even there. You made sure she was okay, pulled her onto the couch as best as you could and then went to your room to finally talk to your boyfriend.
You entered the room and took a deep breath. He was sitting on your bed, nervous and anxious.
"Wanna tell me something?", he started.
"I take it you met my sister", you gave back.
"Y-Your sister. I can't believe it. We've known each other for so long and you never mentioned her?!", he said.
"She just recently moved in, okay? Wanted to live in the big city and ... well I often don't remember that she's my twin. I'm used to her looking the same", you shrugged.
You knew that it made absolutely no sense. Neither to him nor in general but it was the truth. She's your sister. She's been there forever. And she looks just like you. You just got used to it over the years. Heck, you were used to people calling you your sister's name and vice versa.
"But you're still .. you, right? My girlfriend and not your sister?"
"Of course I'm me. Can't you tell?", you laughed.
"I'm just confused"
"I'm sorry. I should've told you much sooner", you said and sat next to him, "please don't be mad."
He sighed.
"I'm not. I just wish I knew beforehand. Your sister probably hates me already."
"She doesn't. I'll just tell her it was a bad dream. Or that she's still jet lagged", you smiled.
You kissed him and assured him that everything was fine. Your sister will understand and probably forget about it soon.
"Let's wait until she leaves and then we leave as well, okay?", you suggested.
"Alright. Can you promise me one thing though? Can you please NOT tell the others? It's already embarrassing enough", he chuckled.
"Fine. But if you ever piss me off it'll be the first thing I'll tell", you smirked and pulled him in for another kiss.
