TMNT ONE SHOTS

He's in recovery- Mikey

You squared your shoulders and pushed Mikey's door open. He laid in the bed, his shell all taped up, he looked like he was in a lot of pain.

"Hey Angelcakes." He muttered, trying to give you a smile when he saw your angry face.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU BEAUTIFUL GARBAGE ANGEL?!" You screamed and he flinched, guilt written all over his face.

"I...." He tried to defend himself.

"What?! You think I couldn't handle it?! Why would you treat this so nonchalantly!"

"I'm sorry..." He said and you walked over to the side of his bed.

"I can handle things like this Mikey. You think I can't handle myself, that I'm such a klutz that I can't help. But I can! I've gotten used to you almost dying, I've gotten used to the fact that you fight aliens I've gotten used to the world almost ending. But.... You can tell me these things." You look down. Mikey's unusually quiet.

"Man, I'm so bad at this relationship thing." He laughs and you chuckle.

"No, I think we're both just new to this." You say and kiss him.

"But now we can work through it." He smiles and you laugh, twining your fingers through his.

"Yes. We can."