TMNT Imagines // Leonardo x Reader

Rough Day

Imagine your favorite turtle cuddling with you. It’s late and it’s cold and he’s had a stressful day. All he wants right now is to hold you and kiss you and fall asleep. The best part about being in a relationship is that all of those things can happen.

Leonardo is exhausted.

Today has been an exhausting, difficult day. And it seemed like those days were coming along more often.

Sometimes, the line between brother and leader can be confusing and tiring. There are some days when he just wants to hang out and not do anything…but that can’t happen.

He has a job to do.

A job that his family counts on.

So after training and patrol and meditation and butting heads with his brothers, all he wants to do is to crawl in bed. He slowly walks through the dark hallway, his brother’s voices and laughter slowly vanishing from his ears. He approaches the final circular door.

His door. His bedroom. His sanctuary.

He shuts the door behind him and leans against it, pressing his head to worn out wood, lost in thought. He thinks about everything he had to do today and how he will do it again tomorrow and he wonders if it will ever get any easier. He had been the Leader for five years, since he was fifteen, and as he got older his job only seemed to get harder.

Leo sighs and turns around, acting to get into bed, when he notices a small figure underneath his sheets. He stiffens but relaxes when the figure mumbles something. He would know that voice anywhere.

He strides over, quietly, and pulls his blue comforter away, revealing Y/N’s peaceful face. He notices the book tucked away next to her, a copy of Cinder that has her finger tucked between the pages.

He laughed softly at the sight before him.

“Did you fall asleep waiting for me?” He whispers.

Leonardo carefully takes the book, making sure to mark the page, and places it on the nightstand. For a moment, he simply watches her breathe softly.

She looks so content and he wonders what she might be dreaming about. A little part of Leonardo hopes that she’s dreaming about him…Eventually, he decideds to join her in her dreams.

Moving away, he removes his armor piece by piece, putting it away. He looks in the mirror. He tools older. Tired. He examines his green skin, littered with scars and a few tattoos. His eyes linger in his left forearm, where he had the kanji symbol for “love” tattooed.

He had gotten that for her and she had held his hand the entire time. He hadn’t really needed her to but he certainly had enjoyed it.

He looks up and he can see her reflection in the mirror. Y/N has rolled over and is now facing him, her arm reaching out towards him as though to say,

“Come to bed.”

Love. His fingers run over the inked skin before he turns away and goes to join her. Carefully, so very carefully, he slides in bed next to her. Leonardo is always surprised about how small she seems next to him. How delicate, almost doll like.

She suddenly stirs, her eyes just barely opening.

“Leo?” She asks, her voice thick with sleep.

“Hey. Sorry for keeping you waiting.” he whispers.

Y/N smiled sleepily and says,

“No trouble.”

She’s drifting off to sleep once more and Leonardo gives her a quick kiss before she resumes her peaceful breathing.

It has been a difficult day for the turtle but being able to hold her like this…made it all worthwhile.

Within moments, Leo had joined her in her slumber, still holding her in his arms.

Love.