Rasey One-Shots

Wingmen: Part III

Media: the song Raph and Casey listen to in the beginning (ALSO if anyone wants the Rasey playlist I made of songs here, to be here, ones that remind me of them, and ones I think they'd just like together I commented it on my first one-shot here, "Foam-Soap", or I have it posted on Tumblr)

If you saw the preview for this part skip to the first: ~*~

I'm picturing like a coffee table or something in the middle of the lab????? Couldn't tell you where that vision is coming from, just go with it for now. Used some Tumblr prompts (users: urfriendlywriter, novelbear, dumplingsjinson, and floweredhat) to help me out w some of these, I reblogged most of them if you follow me on there (nothums-from-tj). Final part of this one, and then onto other ideas. Thanks + enjoy <3 also I'm so sorry it took me so long to post I lost motivation and home life has been insanely tough

"You've fallen for the biggest idiot in the world."

Raph slinks into the lab as soon as Casey and April leave, Donnie having his nose in a book and a mug of tea in hand as the door shuts behind him. He would grin if his face weren't stuck that way already.

"What'd April tell you?"

The scientist rolls his eyes as he marks his page and sets the book down, his older brother taking a seat across from him.

"That he's into you and apparently can only tell when he has romantic attraction to girls."

Raph snorts at that.

"Seriously!" Donnie retorts, causing his brother to laugh a little harder.

"I believe you," he says after a minute, smile finally fading—his face was beginning to hurt. "Casey basically said he's into me, he just seemed so...calm about it—almost like he didn't realize he said it."

Raph props an elbow up on the table they're sitting at, sitting his chin in his hand and staring wistfully in the distance as he continues to speak.

"We were slow dancing together," and the ear-to-ear grin returns, though he tries to hide it behind his hand to keep the moment a little more serious, "and it was, like...the way he looked at me, I guess, it seemed different afterwards, so I can only guess that maybe he's started realizing."

Hiding the smile, of course, didn't do much to help the mood of the room as Donatello smirks.

"Sounds like you had a nice night."

Raph slams his head against the table—Donnie picks his mug up as his head goes down—as a blush covers his face, folding his arms over it to try to hide more.

"He was so gentle," the shorter gushes, causing his taller brother to laugh a bit. "He held my hand and kept me close, and someone was playing this really sappy love song in the park while we were out there," and he punctuates his rambling with a mix of a groan and a sigh as he picks his head back up to stare off into the distance again.

"It was perfect."

"Sounds it," Donnie retorts with a light snicker.

Comfortable silence falls upon them, the brainiac picking his book back up and taking a sip of his tea.

"How was yours?"

The question startles him a moment, choking slightly on a sip of tea before removing the mug from his lips and marking his page again. A blush creeps across Donnie's face thinking about April being a little closer to him than usual.

"Nothing special," he admits, looking at the floor rather than the wall. While he's distracted, Raph takes the opportunity to steal the mug from his brother to take a sip before putting it back—green tea with lemon, he concludes the flavor.