Your Life in My Hands(Donatello x Reader) Part 7
Donatello awoke with a pounding head, he groaned as he slowly pushed himself up and rubbed his tired eyes. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes again. He had fallen asleep at his desk last night, he couldn't even remember what he was doing. Slipping into deep thought he was just about to fall back asleep when he heard his lab door open and someone walk up behind him. He sighed happily when he felt a small gentle set of hands connect with his shoulders and lightly begin to kneed the tense muscles. He melted into the touch, knowing exactly who it was,
"You should stop falling asleep at your desk and actually go to bed at night" you scold softly, "You look exhausted"
"I could say the same to you" he mumbles sleepily, "you fall asleep at your desk all the time" he says with a slight hint of amusement
You giggle softly, "Yes, but you carry me to bed when I do...I can't carry you, you're too heavy"
He chuckles, "Don't worry about me (y/n) I'm a big turtle"
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