Donnie:
"Should I get you something to drink? Water? A hot chocolate? Are you hungry? I could make you something to eat if you wa- Oh! Are you cold?! Or hot?! Are you-" you cut Donnie off, laughing slightly, "Donnie I'm fine!" You shake your head at him, smiling. "I know it's just... I don't want you to feel bad or to be in pain," he sighs, sitting sown next to you and kissing your forehead. "Shhh," you press your finger to his lips, "I love you and I'm fine... I just have a stomach ache, that's all." He nods, wrapping his arms around you.
Leo:
"I'm back!" Leo shouts from the front door as you lay in bed with your eyes squeezed shut, your head pounding. "Babe?" He walks into the room and sees you lying there, immediately rushing over to you. "Y/N, are you okay?!" He panics, kneeling down beside where you're lying on your bed. You suddenly jerk forward, covering your mouth with your hand before running to the bathroom to throw up in the toilet. He holds your hair back with one hand and rubs circles on your back gently with the other. "I'll be right back," he whispers, standing up once you stop throwing up. You nod, watching a se leaves the room. Ten minutes later he comes back in with a bowl of soup and some paracetamol. "Here you go baby," he mumbles, smiling sympathetically at you.
Mikey:
"Is it contagious?" Mikey asks from inside the closet and you laugh slightly. He hid in the closet when you started coughing. "What is it? Ebola?!" He panics, sticking his head out momentarily. "No Mikey, I'm just a bit sick," you roll your eyes, lying back on your bed. He slowly comes out of hiding, walking over to you cautiously. When he gets to the bed he sits on the edge of it, taking your hand in his and kissing your knuckle. "I love you," he whispers and you smile up at him, "I love you too."
Raph:
"Yeah and then-" Raph stops talking when you start to cough and rushes to your side, moving your hair out of your face. "You okay, baby girl?" He coos, rubbing circles on your back soothingly. "Yeah *cough* I'm *cough* fine," you respond and he frowns, pulling you onto his lap. You cough into his shirt but he doesn't seem to mind, leaving several kisses on your head and forehead. "I'll get you a glass of water," he says, carefully moving you off of his lap and going over to the sink to fill up a glass, bringing it back over to you. "Here you go," he grins, handing it to you. "Thanks Raph," you smile, taking a few small sips. "Anytime, Y/N."
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I know, FINALLY. Sorry I haven't been updating that much, I'll try to update more. Just a question, do I have fans? Like fans of my writing / readers who read my books and like them and therefore like me sort of thing??? Or are you just all browsing through random books like who da eff wrote this idk idc? :P
-Jemma xxx
