#after what he said idk if caseh picked up or that was a vocie mail xD cleaely he got better about thks at least uwu jelly boy tho ))

[ducknotinarow]

[2k12]

"Uh, yer sure yer wanna watch my Hockey Game?" Casey asks, seeming unsure about this idea, "Jus', I aint sure yer like it."

One would think he's just nervous at the idea of Raph watching him, but no, it's cause he knows they're going to get jealous. When they insist though, Casey stops arguing, not really having time considering the game was about to start,

"A'right, but be warned - we get handsy out there."

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The game went great for Casey's team. Point after point scored, they were smoking the other team! Course, a few fights broke out, that was very much expected. And, of course, there were moments of that affection people liked. Hockey was a game as violent as it was affectionate after all - and Casey was no exception to the large team hugs, random nuzzles and near kisses. Alongside all the fights. He was gonna be bruised as fuck tomorrow. Not that he cared about that part.

Free from the locker room, he was quick to catch up to Raph, grinning like a Cheshire as he did,

"Hey! Raph! Did yer see us out there?! We fuckin' rocked!"

However, celebrations died quick when Casey looked at Raph's face - clearly they were in a mood. He had been so caught up in the euphoria of a win, he sort of forgot Raph was the biggest Jelly bean known to man. Quickly, his own mood soured,

"The fuck yer makin' that face for?" He asked, annoyed, "Dude we won, why are yer mad 'bout it?"

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Was it dumb? yeah. Was it a likely risk? also yeah. But Raph really wanted to go. He wanted to tag along and sit in the stands watch Casey in his element. He seen them skate before Casey was like made to skate on ice it seemed when he did how easily he skid across the ice and all. He wanted to do the boyfriend thing of supporting them from the sidelines! and he wanted to watch Casey kick some guys teeth in maybe even. At most all he had done was listen to Casey after games. Watch them when they sat on roof tops together as Casey animatedly went on about his teams latest match. How brown eyes seemed to shine and out dazzle the stars that broken through smog. How Casey's grin grew so wide the gap between his teeth was on full display. How Raph never loved Casey more than when they got like that. How it made his heart flutter in his shell. And wish he could be there instead, and catch Casey's joy on the ice. Instead of a day later when alone. And how that was a harsh reminder at times.

Look he knew Leo had a good point about it being a risk, he understood Donnie's concerns of being 'hidden in plain sight' he got that Mikey just wanted his get up to both keep him warm and not clash. what they didn't get? was Raph was young and clearly deeply in love so sometimes his mind didn't care and over looked a lot of that stuff. He just wanted that bit of normalcy and maybe that was why he got away with stern warnings of being careful alone. So maybe in part they did at least understand Raph was clearly at the his core in love. But even Casey seemed shocked when he came across Raphael, he managed to sneak into the section where the team was all heading out from the locker room and out to the rink. Raph was kind of hoping that the sudden surprise of him being there would be the more focus for his boyfriend.

"Uh, yer sure yer wanna watch my Hockey Game?"

Raph felt a little deflated but he wouldn't let it fully get to him, "Oh come on ya think I'd come all the way here, shove all this" gesturing to the oversize winter garb he was currently covered up in, thanks Mikey. "If i wans' sure 'bout this?" Raph go to state. He already had this conversation three times and was at a frustration point. He didn't need Casey adding in a fourth. Wasn't Casey happy he was here?

"Jus', I aint sure yer like it."

Raph huffed blowing air out his snout over that statement, he couldn't understand what Casey meant by that. They had gotten him into hockey int he first place! "What dose that mean!" Raph snaps it's not really Casey he is mad at, he is just annoyed by this point having gone through three lectures before well two, Mikey wasn't so much trying ti get him out of it. Maybe the others weren't either ugh he didn't care! he just wanted to come and see his boyfriend's game! why was it like it was such a big deal! "I ain't leavein' one way or another I'm stayin' got it?" Raph snips a little "Besides it be nice ta actually see ya play an' not have-ta wait till later to hear the Jones version of how it went. Even if ya suck." Raph points out "Oh that it ya worried ya gonna suck and gettin' all embarrassed over it? Well get over it. Even ya lose I just wanna watch ya play okay?" Sure Casey couldn't really stop him but if he really didn't want Raph there? He'd leave.

"A'right, but be warned - we get handsy out there."

Casey finally gave in, eh they tended to give in to what Raph wanted often so it's no surpise they back off. Raph just tilted his head tot he side though over that bit. Yeah he knew hokcey games were phsycially why would that bother him? Though seemed Raphael forgot something about hockey games and the players when it came to the whole team sprit and bond between team mates.

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Raph felt the blood pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears, he felt a growling rumbling from the back of his throat. Fingers twitched as he drumbbed them against his arms, having them tightly crossed in front of his plastron well best he could the puffer jacket he wore now made that task a bit impossible.

Why had he gone from such a good mood excitable every to this? Well because Casey's did won. Theu were on fire the whole game! Score after score cheering was loud! The crowd loved every second of it not one member of said crowd however. Not Raph. He got over that stupid tape of Casey first game cause that was a long time ago they weren't dating it didn't matter. But now? Now they were dating and raph had to sit through about two hours worth of watching Casey nuzzling up with other guys and those near kisses. Yeah Casey didn't allow any kisses to happen like that tape and Rpah didn't mind the hugs but still. Now he was annoyed.

"Hey! Raph! Did yer see us out there?! We fuckin' rocked!"

But there it was the sight Raph came to see and he was right. Casey eyes were brighter than when he retold the wins his grin was large and wide that gap in his teeth couldn't be hidden. And Raph felt like something sharp was twisting in his gut. He face was knotted and twisted up in to the most sour expression one could muster right now. And Casey caught on to it in a second.

"The fuck yer makin' that face for?"

Great going Raphael, he thought to himself as he pulled his attetion away fucking pissed at himself because he had killed that expression. The reason he came in the first place. Casey warned him and he shouldn't fucking care but he dose fucking care!

"Nothin' okay just fuckin' forget it." Raphael tried so he could slavage the rest of the night. And. Ot have to thibk about how lucky the guys on Casey team heck even the other team were. They got to see those brown eyes of Casey's sparkle like nothing else seems to make them do. They got to be close and nuzzle in against him and celebrate those wins. And Raph? Had to hide in a crowd where he was just another ass in the stands.

Casey wasn't even excited that he showed up in the first place.

"Dude we won, why are yer mad 'bout it?"

And maybe that was his tipping point. From everyone basically telling him this was a bad idea in the first place only to fight and argue it wasn't. Only to be shown he was wrong. And of course Raphael was wrong! "Me mad? Wow what a wild concept!" He snipped tone dripped in sarcasm now. "Because I just wanted to see my fuckin' boyfriend! Why dose everyone have ta be on my fuckin' ass 'bout that! I wanted to come out sit and watch my boyfriend play! Instead, I gotta sit and watch him have guys all over him!" Raph wasn't mad at Ca, ey but he could blame anyone for seeing it thst way. He couldn't blame Casey if he took his out brush just now as him blaming it on Casey. That was the problem, well, that was Rachael's problem. He always communicated in anger.

He shut his beak and turned away now huffing and grumbling under his breath he fucking ruined this night himself. "I know you won and that's why I wanted to be here! You know when you get excited your eyes like get really bright. They are so deeply darkly brown. And I obsessed over them as is but when you tell me about your match they brighten up! They look so fuckin' bright like there's something buried, trapped behind that brown color. And you smile so wide that the adorable gap in your teeth is on full display! Your hyena like laugh just don't stop. And I just wanted to see if it's even more right after one of your games!" Raphael ranted on about gripping at the stupid puffer jacket and he was working on the zipper freeing himself from his disguise he didn't need it anymore.

"An' I was right! Your damn eyes were so fuckin' stunning your were smiling so fuckin' brightly but I fuckin' ruined it!" He shouts out louder. He should have listened to everyone's concerns they were right. Worse he was ruining this for Casey too. He didn't want them to fix his face for him this time.

"Just go be with your fuckin' team." He tells them as he frees himself finally. Shoulders rising and falling over and over well he breathed trying to clam his breathing. God he was so fucking stupid why did he get jealous so fucking easily? "Splinter gonna be on my ass 'bout curfew anyway." He spits out storming off in a rush cause last thing he needed was Casey yelling back and getting mad too. He didn't want a fight for once.

Raphael claimed he was going home but fuck he didn't wanna be there either. Left to be met with a 'I told you so' not that any of his brothers would understand what ruined the night. It was Raph it was always Raph. He was so fucking good and destroying things. So instead of mopping around at home to stew in his bad mood he went to his hiding spot at the docks. Just below the peir so he could squat and sit in the sand. Great sand the thing that reminded him of Casey most. He pulled his knees to his chest and huffed again.

He could hear his shell cell ring g but ignored it he didn't care who was calling him. He fucking ruined this whole night. Buring his face into his arms. Why did he have to be so jealous? Casey was a great guy he was lucky Casey wanted him back. Casey might have a better time with anyone else, though, and we'll that hurt to think about. He did lift his face up enough to grab at his phone ignoring any calls or texts so he could call Casey himself...if they even wanted to hear from him.

"I'm sorry..." He said to the speaker anyway. "will ya let me apologize?"