#((considering Casey spiral as well this just hurts more u-u))

[ducknotinarow]

[2k7 Rasey uwu]

Casey shook his head, the stupid grey faces voice still ringing in his head, echoing through out his empty skull. If he thinks too much, he dwells on the bad, and when he doesn't think, his head gets full of other people's thoughts. Other people's thoughts. He shakes his head, tried to brush it off, heading towards the fire escape to meet Raph and enjoy the cool air with them, only stopping when he see's the Terrapin with a injured hand,

"Shit, Raph, what happened?" Casey asks, immediately at their side, looking over the cuts, "Doesn't look t' bad at least..."

Carefully taking their wrist, putting his worry towards Raph first, like Casey would always do - for anyone. He led them to the kitchen, warm water on as he led Raph's hand beneath the tap. For someone so strong and rough, he was gentle when needed,

"...Raph, did yer hurt yerself?" Casey dares to asks, looking at them, before looking back to their hand, "Look, I aint sayin' yer relapsin', but, if yer are, I'm gonna ask yer 'bout it..."

He's going to do better about giving pushes when needed. Thankfully, that's not the case, sigh of relief leaving him. But now it means Casey can't focus on Raph, on looking after them. The echo of 'your poison' began to fill his mind again, unable to focus on whatever Raphael was trying to tell him in that moment.

The grey faces voice was way too loud now, overwhelmingly at that. Casey's fingers moved to curl around Raphael's own, not caring for the fact the water was growing warmer, that even his sleeves were getting wet as he just held their hand for the moment. Eyes squeezed shut for a second, before Casey looked at Raphael, blurting out,

"Raph am I poisonin' yer an' Summer?"

Casey breathes out, blue eyes flickering rapidly as he realises what he just asks. Shoulders slumping, he does his best to brush it off,

"It's nothin', jus', one of those stupid fuckin' grey face bastards," Casey grumbled, finally turning the tap off, "C'mon, lets get that wrapped up b'fore it gets infected."

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Raphael kept his right hand curled and held up towards his plastron as he made his way down from the roof he was still lovely growling to himself over that fucking freaks words. Sitting there trying to pain Casey as something bad. Trying to make it out like Casey was some awful person the worst thing to ever happen to Raph as if Casey asked for all the bad stuff that happened to him. It left him shaking and seething in his anger. And annoyed, that he wasted a good drink. all split over on top of the building now but none of that compared to that stupid annoying grey face mutant and all the bull shit it was trying to get Raph to buy into about Casey. Still it was just weird. Normally when he saw those grey faced things it was reflecting his own worries. Those didn't sound like things Raphael ever thought. Not when it came to Casey at least.

"Shit, Raph, what happened?"

As if Casey were there to answer all the lies being told by that stupid mutant right away. Raphael hadn't even notice Casey making his way over to the window till they called out to him. Clearly seeing his messed up hand, they came right to the turtles side at the sight of it. And something in the one action alone got Raph's temper to dim just a little.

"Doesn't look t' bad at least..."

"Nah I jus'-" the explanation wasn't given a chance to be said thanks to Casey taking Raphael's wrist in his hand and pulling him off to follow to the kitchen. Not given a chance to explain what happened when he finds his hand being held under the warm water to help wash off the blood. Turning the run off a faint pinkish shade as it started to work its way down the drain of the sink. Raphael watched it for a moment so he could tell Casey he was fine. The second the water became clear. He was sure it wasn't that deep of a cut anyway. Cuts were something Raphael knew from years of doing it to himself.

Was just the only way to get all the hurt inside of him out. Least that was how he once thought of the action in the past. So the cuts from the can wouldn't cause any harm only broke through thanks to his own strength forcing the sharp edges to break through his scales. Though funny how he once found such a release and near enjoyment from hurting himself. The way Casey was handling him right now? gentle like if he weren't careful Raph's cute might get worse. Felt even better. An on going battle still in his own mind. Guess Raph wasn't the only one whose train of thought went there though.

"...Raph, did yer hurt yerself?"

Raphael catching the daring gaze Casey gives him at the mere suggestion just then, and they likely know the risk that came with it. First to speak before Raphael went on to the defense of himself.

"Look, I aint sayin' yer relapsin', but, if yer are, I'm gonna ask yer 'bout it..."

Raphael for once lets his words run through his mind before letting them out his beak, he can't blame Casey or thinking he did it to himself. In away he did sort of do it to himself. he just wasn't aiming for it. That was different right? He choose to agree that it was. "I ain't cuttin' again" Raphael says voice a bit deflated when he speaks up. "I crushed a can of beer to hard an' it cut me." Raph explains, grateful that Casey believes him at least from the sigh of relief they give. Guessing it's not easy knowing someone you love actively hurts themself after all. So Raphael doesn't let that phase him too much. Letting Casey care about him was still a learning curve after all these years.

Though Raphael notices that the water began to run clear at last, Casey hadn't moved his hand out from the water. He watched how their fingers curled around to hold on to Raphael's wrists just then. Quirking his beak slightly and shifting his attention back up to Casey. They may be looking at the water right now but they looked like they were staring miles away from where they both were. Did Casey not believe him then? or something else? Raphael looked back to the sink watching how the wet began to soak the fabric. Which meant Casey was thinking again and that never was a good thing. "Case"

"Raph am I poisonin' yer an' Summer?"

Raphael didn't understand the question and just turned to look up at Casey a confused stare aimed at them a moment "Did ya put somethin' in dinner last night?" Taking the comment more literal than anything, he wasn't sure what they had to do with anything?

"It's nothin', jus', one of those stupid fuckin' grey face bastards,"

No it wasn't. Was Raphael's thought when the water was finally turned off

"C'mon, lets get that wrapped up b'fore it gets infected."

"No!" Raphael voice was firm when he spoke tugging Casey back to wordlessly make them stay put seeming to understand what Casey meant recalling that stupid grey face fuck. It made sense it was telling him Casey's thoughts that whole time. Maybe it's lucky he hadn't hurt that thing this time considering in a way it helped him out a little bit just then. Finger poked Casey's forehead just now. "How many times i gotta tell ya ta stop thinkin'?" in truth he also told Casey to think so the comment was confusing at best either way. "Case ya as close to poison as I am to being cool and collected." Raphael was neither of those things even with a more tame temper.

"I dunno what the opposite of poison is but 'hat's you! Case ya skull gotta be so damn thick because ya don' see how you changed me for the better by jus' being in my life." Raphael's quick to point out and he can't believe Casey never saw it himself before. And may still not even with Raphael telling him. "I was at my lowest when we met Case, meetin' you? was meant ta happen I don' know how far off the deep end I woulda gone if I hadn' met this nut case of human who was just as angry as I am, well was. Havin' someone who got me? Cause I got 'em? That ain't just somethin' that happens bone head." Raphael feels like hes fighting with Casey he don't mean it that way it's just that more brash nature of his. Never one to shy away from any fight. This? the fight for Casey would always be one he fight.

"Case your the one who got me stop cuttin' my self! Ya the one who showed me maybe it's okay to let someone care about me, that it's scary to be loved but 'hat I wanna be loved by you!" Bring up all the ups and downs from his own end with thei relationship even the break up they sometimes acted never happened. "That I'm more than a warrior, cause of you we got Summer in the first place an' I saw I could be more than all of the shit I thought I only be." Someone who only fought, someone who would shield his brothers, someone who would leave if it came to it, or lie his life on the line for any of his family that was killed. It was all he ever only saw himself as. Someone with out a real home. "So how is 'hat guy poison?"