Rasey One-Shots

Scar (AU)

Author's Note: Tell me what you think, I thought it was a little rushed.

Donnie had called Casey over earlier that day, saying that he and his brothers were all going out to do something, and that Raph was sick. He had also asked Casey if he could take care of his older brother. Immediately, he accepted and hurried over. When he got there, the brothers told him what to expect from Raph when sick, since he's never experienced this before. "He'll probably be sleeping most of the time, and our dad went out for some kind of thing earlier," Leo explains. "And he's a lot moodier than usual," Mikey continues. "Medicine's on the counter, I put instructions under the bottle," Donnie says. As they walk out the door, each one of them, in perfect sync, call, "Bye Case!" He gave a small wave back. When the door shut, he sighed softly. "This is gonna be a looong day," he mumbles to himself as he makes his way to Raph's room.

Right outside the door, his phone beeps. He jumps, unaware of that about to happen. He unlocks his phone, finding a text from Donnie: BTW, he's asleep. Casey texted back a quick thanks, and opened the door. He blushed deeply. He never thought he'd be in this situation. In his crush's room, on a Saturday morning, when he has a fever, fast asleep in bed...shirtless. Even more, just seeing his bare chest. He froze in the doorway, unsure of what to do. Hesitantly, he walked closer, and sat on the bed. He was lost in thoughts for a minute, before noticing something on Raph's chest. A faint, lightning-shaped scar, starting near his collarbone. He stared at the scar, questioning it in his head. "Why are you staring at me?" Raph asks sleepily. Casey blushes deeper. Raph opens his eyes just a little, only enough so Casey could notice. He smirks at his red-faced friend, turning slightly pink himself. Raph followed his gaze, suddenly being very alert when he realized he was staring at his bare chest, turning a dark shade of red. He quickly pulls the blankets up to his neck, avoiding eye contact. "S-Sorry," he mumbles, highly embarrassed.Casey shook his, head a reassuring smile on his face, "It's cool." They sit in an awkward silence for a few seconds, both of their faces fading from crimson to normal, when Casey decides to question.

"Hey Raph?" Casey asks, breaking the silence. "Yeah?" he replies softly. Casey inhaled deeply before asking, "How'd you get that scar? On your chest?" Raph finally looked up, then looked back down. He shrugged, sitting up. "I dunno, I guess I was dropped on something, or something dropped on me. My brothers know the story better than I do," he said, starting to shake. Casey noticed his soft shaking, suddenly becoming worried and concerned. "Hey," he sat down next to him on the bed, wrapping his left arm around Raph's shoulders, "you okay?" He nodded once, not looking up from the floor, "Just cold." Casey grabbed a small enough blanket from behind him, pulled it over Raph's shoulders, pulled him in his lap, and embraced him tightly, rubbing his arms over the blanket so he'd get warmer. They blushed deeply again. Raph layed his head in Casey's chest, relaxing his stiff ody. "Thanks," he mumbled, sleep pulling at his eyes again. "No problem," Casey replied softly. When Raph could no longer keep his eyes open, Casey gently lifted him back onto the bed. He kissed his head before walking out the door so he could rest. "I love you, Raph," he mumbled, shutting the door soon after. Even though it seemed it, Raph wasn't asleep. When he heard the door shut, he opened one eye, smiling widely. "I love you too, Case," he whispers to himself before falling asleep.

Author's Note: I still think it went a little fast, but I hope you guys like it.