#bayleo writings

[sophiacloud28]

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22. Let me talk with Bay Leo?

…I think you know exactly what I’m thinking lol

*hive brain activate*

Love yaaaa 💚💚💚

Hello! 😃 I am and... Oh. Oh. Interesting choice. Let me see what I can cook up.

One-shot, eventual fluff and realization of feelings, Bayverse Leo

This is... honestly not the way Leo hoped things would turn out. He might have had a clue with the way you tried to defend yourself whenever he found you, but he didn't quite think it would turn into... this.

It's been three days. He's been trading off with Donnie when it comes to patrols, but, if he's honest, neither of them has been doing great work. None of them have, in fact. Raph shows up every morning and evening, and Mikey makes a point of eating lunch with him before disappearing elsewhere. Leo can also hear the camera Donnie has temporarily set up to make sure that, if they absolutely have to deal with anyone or anything, you along with Dad are safe.

... But it's still three days, and, apart from your breathing, there's been nothing. Nothing but him... and his troubled mind.

He wonders if he did the right thing back then. If there really was no other outcome. Of course, he knows better. Some encounters are unavoidable and you are simply one of them. He just — He just wishes it didn't end with you getting stabbed.

He looks at your wrapped shoulder and presses his lips together to look away. He takes a breath and stands, half-expecting his phone to explode with messages and knowing that the only reason it doesn't is because they all know where he is.

"Hm."

Before his world halts.

"Hm?"

He turns.

"... Leo?"

And his heart near drops out of his plastron.

You smile as your name stumbles out of his mouth in question. He swallows as you do, trying to find your breath as he closes the door. And he, great ninja he is, nearly trips over his own feet as you start moving and your hand goes for your shoulder.

"Don't," he whispers. "It's still healing."

"Fair. Where's Donnie? I –"

"Let me take care of it."

"I'll be fine, Leo, I –"

"You are not fine. You were out for three days."

He's never been gladder to see you stop moving, even if you look at him with exhaustion and questions in your eyes.

"... Let me talk?"

"Floor's yours."

Although, if he had to say anything, the biggest thing he's missed is your spirit as he smiles.

"Actual Foot Clan. Hoping to get –"

"Donnie to work with them, I know. Went about as well as one could expect."

"I said, "Let me talk"."

And he's pretty sure it's why he can't stay mad at you as you giggle, hiss at the pain, and settle down.

What is he going to do with you?

"You hit your head when Baxter dropped you. Gave you a concussion, according to Donnie. And the injury did nothing to help."

"That would explain the head pain."

... What was he going to do with you?

"Hey, I'm not about to make you feel even more guilty."

Certainly with the way you're defending him now?

"Maybe I should."

"Leo."

It's a bad plan. It'll compromise everything he's built.

... He's just too weak.

He shifts. Turns. His beak finds smooth skin before his lips fleetingly claim it, right at the hairline.

"... I'll go get Donnie," he states before getting up.

He hates your silence. He loathes your blink. But he swallows and heads downstairs.

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[remmushound]

Me, whenever Bay Leo becomes affectionate and fluffy with Bay Mikey in the middle of Angst and Whump:

I keep forgetting to write 2003 Leo and Mikey being angsty fluffy dorks together, where Leo joins in on Mikey's Action Figure Theatre as they do talk therapy.

Leo’s Gotta make sure his favorite baby brother knows he’s loved, of course!

Baydon and BayRaph: wait, mikeys your favorite brother—?

Bayleo, holding BayMike like a baby: always has been

[sophiacloud28]

Untitled WIP Excerpt

You guys made me liars. 🤣 Fine! I'll get to this at some point. Have a treat.

Excerpt, Bayverse Leonardo, First meeting

"Just needed a walk. Couldn't sleep. First time I was mistaken for someone else enough to get attacked, though."

Her chuckles don't help make this feel any better.

"Who?"

"Someone called O'Neil." If only because he figured that the attack had something to do with him, making him flinch as she speaks again, "I should head home."

She goes to the edges and sways, breathing out of sync again. He's half-tempted to pull her in, but he knows, just knows that, from where she stands, she'll get a good look at the color of his arm and then she'll panic.

"I can get you back down," he tries as she returns to the HVAC unit, earning him a look. One that's half-covered up by a hand, but he can hear the smile in as she questions.

"I'm guessing it's going to involve a fire escape and me thrown over your shoulders fireman style?"

… Is she trying to make light of the situation? Not that he minds, but…

"You sure you're okay?"

"I got attacked by five guys after deciding to take a walk to clear my head and got saved by a six feet… something person who's carrying katanas and is, from what I can see, sporting a shell. You tell me, Mr. Ninja."

… Oh. Oh. Oh fuck.

His hand reaches behind to one of his blades and she flinches. She actually flinches for the first time since they've started this entire conversation, her face hiding behind her hands as she looks scared. Terrified what he might do and not what…

He doesn't get it. April fainted. So many others have pointed their guns at him before he even opened his mouth. And she just…

His hand drops and her hands go to her chest. He tries to apologize, only to be cut short and she does.

"I hit a nerve and I'm sorry. Doesn't matter if I'm having a rough day, it's not a reason for me to be rude."

And he almost, almost smiles at the too long explanation he doesn't need since she sounds sincere.

… He can't believe himself.

"I'll take you home."

"You just have to take me –"

"It's fine. Just show me which rooftop is yours."

"Pretty sure the door leading down into the building is closed."

"Fire escape?"

"Third floor."

And, from the giggles, she can't believe it either.

But she does point to her balcony and closes her eyes at his request. She might giggle as he settles her around his shoulders and makes sure she's safe between his skin and shell, but she's quiet as he glides from rooftop to rooftop, only giving a flinch as he takes off. Hell, she's even careful when he drops her off, only smiling as he balances off the rail while she works towards opening the door.

"Wait here."

"I can't –"

"Just a few seconds."

So, against better judgement, he waits. He takes a breath, nods, and holds until, just as promised, she comes back with what looks like a small gift bag that she eagerly holds out until he goes to reach for it.

"Wait… Can you… have chocolate?"

… Huh. Lucky him.

"I most certainly can."

Her smile is radiant as she hands him the bag, "Thank you for tonight, Mr. Ninja."

And he can't help the quiet chuckle.

… Fuck it.

"Leonardo," he says, smiling as she blinks. "My name."

And adoring it when her face settles on a smile that feels maybe a little too wonderful, "Stella."

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[remmushound]

Writing RiseDonnie not giving two shits about bayleo fills me with so much joy