i_speak_softly | Forty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]

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Forty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]

[Donatello doesn't notice the announcement when it's made, and even after someone shows it to him, he won't bother addressing the 'commandant'. Instead, he'll send a locked message to someone much more important.]

Robert...

[Some time later, he'll add one more locked message.]

Kay, I think I'm going to have to reschedule.

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[Robert nods and heads over to said bathroom to clean his teeth meticulously.

It feels almost normal, almost mundane. The only thing that reminds him of the fact that today is... a unique day is the foreign taste in his mouth and the now-painfully-vivid knowledge of where Don's going to be in two days.]

[Don washes up in the kitchen sink again, then moves into the bedroom to turn down the sheets. When Robert comes back, Don will be lying half under the blanket, looking thoughtful.]

[The little scientist eases himself into the bed next to his turtle, sinking into the sheets almost gratefully. It's nice to be so close to Don.]

...

Did... d-did you like spending time with me, t-today?

... Even though it probably could have been spent in other ways... [Robert flashes a weak smile.] B-but, I always love having your company...

[He rolls onto his stomach, making himself comfortable for sleep.]

Definitely. [He pauses, then says:] You know I like all the ways we spend time together, right?

I hoped that was the case, because it is very much likewise for me.

[Robert beams over at Don, running a hand lightly over his shell again.]

It is why I... a-am always so happy to be around you. [Well, that and clingy attachment issues.]

[Don smiles, reassured, then muffles a huge yawn in the pillow and reaches up to turn the lamp off.]

Oyasumi, Robert.

[Robert presses gently into Don a moment, returning the smile and embracing him, before settling into the bed, closing his own eyes, and preparing to drift off to sleep.

(He's still wearing his glasses, by the way.)]

Oyasumi, Don...

... I love you.

[Don falls asleep quickly. In the morning he rises early and creeps out with ninja silence. When Robert wakes, he'll find a purple-and-white origami heart on the pillow, inscribed with "RH DH" and a complicated Chinese character.]

[Robert normally wakes early, of course. But perhaps the exertion of the previous day, plus the desire to not lose that feeling of Don's presence, kept him asleep longer today.

But when he does wake, and sees that origami heart... he smiles, and holds it to his chest.

Maybe Don won't be with him for the next while.

But Robert... can let himself hope that he'll be okay. That everything will be okay.

Right now, that's all he wants.]

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