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Waking up, you listened to the sound of a pencil scribbling on paper.
You opened your eyes and turned your head, seeing your turtle-boyfriend sitting with his sketch book on the bedside. You smiled a little at his concentrated look on the paper, while in his orange pjs he always wore at night. He was just too adorable sometimes.
You had slept over at the lair again. Ever since you and Mikey got together, you slept over quite a lot. It was easy and comforting to next to the orange clad hero. He always made you feel warm and safe in his arms… as long as you didn’t watch any scary movies before bedtime, then neither of you would get any sleep at night.
Suddenly the scribbling stopped, and his eyes met yours. He smiled sweetly and your heart already melted for the first time today.
“Mornin’ Beautiful.” His voice was always cheery first thing in the morning.
“Good morning,” You answered, still rubbing some sleep out of your eyes, “what time is it?”
“It’s just about 8:00.” Mikey chuckled.
With a tired groan, you slowly sat up and leaned onto Mikey, placing your head against his shoulder.
“Too early for a Saturday…” you grumbled, which just made your boyfriend laugh. You knew he had probably been awake for about an hour, if not more. He was always an early riser.
You glanced down at the sketchbook on Mikey’s lap to see what he was working.
It was you!
A portrait of you in profile, to be exact. It looked like he had been working on that sketch for a while.
“What do you think?” Mikey grinned excited, handing you the sketch book when he noticed you were looking at it.
You took it in your hands, observing the drawing closer.
Mikey’s talent never ceased to amaze you. He usually drew you in a more cartoonish style, but this was more realistic, not something you saw him do a lot.
The shades, the form of your head, the details in your hair and your eyes, as you stared off into the distance.
It was amazing.
It was beautiful.
Very beautiful…
“Mikey-” you almost sighed, and handed him back his sketchbook, “I… I’m not that beautiful at all…”
You raised your head from his shoulder and glanced the other way.
You were flattered of course, the sketch of you was amazing… but was that really what you looked like to him?
Michelangelo hummed at your comment and looked back at his sketch for a moment, with a hand on his chin.
When you finally looked back at him, his face was suddenly very close to yours with a surprising serious look in his eyes, as if he was studying you.
You felt your cheeks warm a little.
“I don’t agree…” Mikey then said at last and removed his hand from his chin, “You know what I see?”
Before you could even think of an answer, you felt his finger on your lips, gently tracing them.
“I see a pair of perfectly formed lips…” he smiled softly. He removed his finger form your lips and traced his hand now, up your cheek and held the whole side of your face, as he now gazed lovingly into your eyes.
“I see two eyes, filled with wonder…”
Your heart fluttered.
His hand moved to the back of your head and stroked back your hair gently.
“Your hair has a special shine, when the light hits just right…”
You couldn’t help but smile at this point. He was just so sweet…
Mikey now chuckled, “Your smile is like a clear sky… all my worries just seem to drift away like clouds.”
You then felt his hand trace back down the side of your face, down your cheek, down your neck and stopped right by your chest. You blushed even more.
“I can feel the warmth from your heart, as it beats against my palm…” he almost whispered now, as if it was a secret between the two of you.
“It’s as if there’s a whole world hidden inside of you…” his hand moved from your chest to your chin, gently cupping it, “A chaotic, unpredictable, beautiful world… that I get to see glimpses of whenever we’re together.” his lips were inches away from yours now. “It’s a world that I love and adore…”
Finally, he kissed you.
You melted once more.
“You really think all that of me?” you managed to ask now, after Mikey had gently pulled away from the kiss the two of you had just shared.
He giggled and wrapped his arms around you in a warm and gentle hug.
“I do,” he answered, “and I think I managed to catch all that in my sketch,”
He then kissed your nose a little more playful now, and grinned.
“don’t you?”
You looked down at the sketch in the ninja turtle’s hand once more.
You smiled softly.
“Yeah… I guess you did.”