#((look casey just shut up uwu hes trying to be a good turtle so he can go on the trip with you ;3;))

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[MM Rasey] "You did all of this for me?"

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It seemed like a long shot, near impossible that he might even get a yes even but Raph was still determined to at least ask. Last time Casey left for Canada it just sucked to no have him around at all. Least he was able to get in on that job with Hun. But still he had missed his boyfriend so fucking much. How fucking stupid Casey’s dedication was when it came to being seen as the cool guy. With all the fake pricings minus th one real one the rest were just little clip on bands that Casey even let him take off to find the truth about. Covered in freckles across his face and somehow when he blushed they stood out more when his skin would start to redden. Or the guy who got all glossy eyed the second Raph had him in the most compromising positions.

His boyfriend he loved more than he even knew how to ever word, that he can’t believe he ever had a world with out Casey before. It felt like he had known Casey his whole life. The same Casey who might live in New York now? But clearly had his heart in Canada. And Raphael wonder if he was jealous of a fucking country because of that fact. Because..he truly knew Casey had his heart but it sucked to know he would never have Casey’s. So being invited along this time? It felt like who know something at least! Just depended on what Splinter said.

Splinter had always been a very protective farther to him and his brother after all he hardly liked the ida f them going to the surface. So what’s he going to think about Raph not only leaving the city but the state hell the whole country they live in to go on some trip with Casey and Casey’ mom. Even if he liked Casey’s mom just fine Raphael just felt like he had everything going against him and was getting settled up to fail.

And yet? Splinter when he asked? “Hmm" Raph was more then ready to hear a no just watching how his father stroked at his chin. It was always so rude how he make it seem like he was thinking when he always had his mind made up the second asked. "yes you go.”

"Dad come on that's- wait you said yes?" Raphael’s smile couldn’t grow any more wide as Splinter nodded. Raphael was ready to make his excitement more known Splinter held up a paw to stop him.

"Only if you get your grades up and don't miss any classes leading up to the trip."

"...I think telling me no woulda be nicer."

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It had to be a very weird sight. Raphael in the schools library, he already had to deal with the nerd duo giving him looks when he asked where it was in the first place. Von likely cause she never thought he he go there. Donnie because how had Raph never seen it to even have some clue where to go. But here he was likely a more bizzar find for Casey. Who texted to ask where Raph was during their study hall hour for the day.

Proving it wasn't him messing around he was in there sitting at one of the tables. Unopen text books finally cracked open with papers scatter around and a good couple of cans of energy drinks as if somehow they would help him power through. Raphael felt Casey's knee bump against his as they moved to sit down. Only offering a faint grunt from the back of his throat in response to Casey being here as he held on to the sides of his head. This was more thinking then the turtle ever spent through out the school year so far. Of course, Casey had to joke about Raph being a nerd right now.

"Ugh I don't know how the nerds fucking do this every day." Ignoring the snickering from his boyfriend right now. "Dude fuck you" There wasn't any real bite to the remark of course. As Raphael dragged his fingers over his eyes a moment. "I've been here since the teachers get in just so I could fuckin' talk to them all 'bout what I needed to do for my grades. And took off to the library just now so I can get more work done. Man I hate this, how is this meant to be fun? Donnie is nuts!" The suddenly 'shush' from the librarian had Raph straighten up suddenly and offer his best apologetic smile her way. Clearly not the first time he had been told. As he soon sulked back down in towards his math text book. "The teachers here are sadist I swear, a essay for Mr. Winter. Ms. Peddy wants me to do 20 math equations and show my work? and thats not even adding in Ms. Pennington's class she wants me to do some bacteria lab shit." Raph went on to complain. "Like the work i had to do in their classes wasn't already enough I have to do more?"

Of course he expected Casey to snicker more over it all. Since when was Raphael such a good student after all. Going to all his classes, doing the work, doing due work even, or let alone going in early to speak to teachers even. Of course, because Raphael wasn't the type to do that. he wasn't always ditching or even rude to his teachers but he still wasn't a perfect student. just barely keeping his grades decent enough to not get kicked from the team. Of course, Casey had to ask if that was what was going on.

"I wish, couch is less of a hard ass unlike my Dad." Raph explained before Casey could try and say anything, Raph reached over and tugged their beanie down "shut it prick, it's the only way he's gonna let me go with you. I gotta boost my grades and I gotta fix my attendance. But I gotta keep all that up till the end of the fucking year. So I broke into the school just to get in early enough. I got Leo to lead me his notes at least to try and study off from. I can't ask Donnie for help, not since the whole thing before ya know? Ugh I even had to buy Mikey lunch just so I could steal some of his hall passes so I can go into the other classes for help. Man Splinter might be worse than the teachers." Raphael ranted on his complaints. But Casey seemed to only focus on one part of that word vomit just now.

"You did all of this for me?"

Raphael's face flushed a bit "pfft what n-no I just." Of course he did this all for Casey. Casey asked him to go and he wanted nothing more than to make it happen. "Maybe a little for you okay. I swear Casey if you start with that stupid look I will kick the legs off that seat." Raphael threaten as he turned to fix Casey with a glare. Though it couldn't look all that threatening with Raphael blushing at the same time.

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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?"

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Casey leaned down, pressing his forehead to Raph's own, strong arms curled around them in a warm embrace. He keeps his voice soft, as he gently asks, and warns them,

"Please behave me, okay angel?"

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Raphael could get upset and angry, sure, of course. Who doesn't get upset time to time? Raphael's temper was no different than anyone else's temper after all. Okay maybe just maybe sometimes Raph's temper could get a little out of hand. He snap a little and just have a sudden small burst of anger come out. But even then Raphael liked to claim his temper wasn't bad at all. Because it wasn't and an talk of other wise was clearly wrong. And he was totally handling his anger just fine in this same moment.

"It was bad enough those dimwits tossed me like a rag doll into the dumpster!" Raphael had started with stood up on Casey's couch as his attention was on the channel 6 News report. The only station they watched purely out of biased preference seeing as April and Irma worked there. Course April wasn't behind the report being talked about right now. "All for some stupid robbery that the cop shoulda handled themselves!" Raphael continued on his tyrant. His face was so fixed to the screen, expression harden as fingers had curled into tight fists. "But no we get involved, in the mix of it all, and what are we thanked with?!" the question was of course rhetorical as he threw his hands out opening up to bring attention to the screen.

Looking over to Casey as the report was trying to claim all the work was done by the cops, if anyone else knew the cops barely did much it was of course Casey himself. Seeing how he would take the law into his own hands to try and up hold himself. Which was way Raphael was complaining their way when the report went on to blame the turtles for 'getting in the way' and such. "in the way in the way!" he lets his voice rise louder and louder.

Oh he was getting worked up more and more as he listened to the tv go on. And maybe he started to over react slightly when he ended up throwing a couch cushion towards the TV. Hoping off right after. Raphael rambling a rant as he started to pace about. Kicking anything he could, not even lightly. Yeah he knows what Splinter tells them all the time about the humans and how helpings good or whatever. But sometimes? Well sometimes why do they bother to get in the mix of it. Even Donatello sometimes had to ask why they had to fix humans issues. A lot of this even slipping out from between Raphael's beak.

Hearing a voice yelling out caught his attetion at the worst moment a very pleasant New Yorker greeting of 'shut it.' If Raphael wasn't in a mood then maybe he would have just brushed it off and made a sarcastic remark. No Raphael wantednto fight. The whole reason he was here just waiting for Casey to switch out from his work clothes into his usual get up. So they could find someone to hit. Raphael might not much for fighting at times more just enjoying going out with Casey.

But tonight was not the case at all. He openly was seeking that fight. And seemed this guy's was the answer as Raphael run to the window and pushed it open as fast as he possibly could make happen.

"Say that to my face!" He Hollars out hoping they would when they caught the same guys attention. Smirk yo his beak as Raphael moved to hang out the window a little bit. He continued to egg on the guy who started this shouting match. Far as Raphael was concerned, that is. Of course Raphaels rucks wasn't only drawing this one man's attetion soon more windows started to open, growing annoyed at the yelling, disurtping their own peaceful nights. Raphael hardly even tool notice of Casey till he felt something gripping the lip of his shell in one hand. As the shut the window with the other.

"Hey! What was that for I was winning that!" Raphael complains shortly. Moving to cross his arms over his plastron when simply given a 'stop it' he rolled his eyes and huffed. "Please I'm the last person that your scary act works on." Raph explains and well it was ture didn't make his remark any less void of the clear attitude. Reaching up to work Casey's fingers off least trying to as he started to thrash about. "Now put me down, I aint done telling that jerk off." Raphael was clearly beyond just agitated. If he was even putting uo a fight with Casey.

Setting a foot on thier chest as he pushed against them trying get some leverage here to help him break free from the hold. He did finally break free and promptly fell on to his shell. But he hardly had time to even think to stand up. Before feeling an all to familiar wight on top of himself. The pressure of Casey's forhead pressing in against his own. A faint tap of thier firhead seemed to make Raphael freeze that very second. As Casey worked his arms to snake around Raphael holding them in place.

"Please behave me, okay angel?"

Raphael hears the faint threat in their voice, but it's so softly spoken in a warm tone thar it makes the turtle simply only able to stare uo at those bi colored eyes. He can feel warmth hitting his face as he simply just lies still any anger that was still in him seemed doused out. Slightly annoyed but how easily it worked todo that. Once Raphael's mind seemed ready to kick in again though? He just smiled a little.

"Y-yeah okay." He wasn't sure which part did it but he would wager that a big part of it was due to Casey calling him angel. "But uh two things Case. Never call me that in public." He expresses nit saying they could or even saying he disliked it. The opposite was ture. "I don't need people seeing my brain litteraly shut down just cause my boyfriend called me a cute nickname." He's quick to explain.

Soon moving to work his arms around Casey's thick neck as he let's him smile soften with his gaze. "And second? Ya know I know other things you do thar clam me down just fine too, seeing as were already nice and cozy here couldn't hurt to just bone it out right?" Raphael happily suggests.