TMNT Boyfriend Scenarios

When You Think About HIm? Raphael

* Hey Guys, 1st week back after Christmas and I feel like i've been back for weeks. I failed a Philosphy Mock today and at the moment feel really unhappy about it, but i will not let my bad mood stop me from uploading a chapter for you guys. So here it is, please comment, vote, tell me what you guys think whether you love it or hate it - your comments really make my day, so thank you so much and enjoy the chapter *  

It had been several weeks since you had met that giant turtle Raphael, his hazel eyes, his red bandanna, his muscles, your eyes widened remembering the size he was. He had been over six feet, that was crazy to say you were just (Y/S) tall.
“This is crazy, I am not falling for him, I am not,” you stood proud before remembering the dream you had last night which had contained the Red masked ninja turtle.
“I am falling for him,” you sighed as you sat on your bed, watching the world go by from your bedroom window.
“I have to see him again, it’s the only way to know whether or not I truly feel for him,” you sighed, “But what if he doesn’t feel in the same way back.”
The best thing you thought you could do was to ring your Aunt,
“Hi (A/N), I have a problem that I can’t seem to make up my mind about, can I come over and talk about it with you,” you asked.

A little while later, you and your Aunt are sat in her kitchen,
“You see, a few weeks ago, I was walking around town and I met a boy,” you confessed.
“Oh, boy trouble is it,” she grinned, “I see, well, tell me all the details.”
You sighed, sometime your Aunt (A/N) could be worse than your friends at collage,
“Well, I met him in town and we got talking, we hung out in Central Park talking for ages about different things, music, gaming, movies, that sort of thing,” you had to lie of course, you couldn’t go round telling the world that giant mutant turtles existed, you would be locked up in a mental asylum.
“What does he look like,” you paused for a second before thinking and answering.
“He’s got these wonderful hazel eyes, I really could stare at them all day long, and his muscles, oh my god, I think he works out a lot, he was literally packed with muscle,” you commented. 
“So what’s the problem,” (A/N) asked.
“I think I like him,” you mumbled, “But how do I tell him that I like him if I have only met him once and I don’t have a clue on where he lives, I mean it could be anywhere.”
“Did he say where you two could meet if you ever wanted to meet up again,” she asked and that prompted you into a flash back.

“Nah, shocked yeah, but not creeped,” you fist bumped him, “Will I see you again?”
“You ever feel the need to beat up Purple Dragons, you come around here at night, I’ll be around somewhere,” he smirked before disappearing into the night.
“Awesome,” you smirked in return before heading back to your apartment.  

“I could find him in Central Park by the duck pond,” you smiled, sticking with the lie.
“See, he wouldn’t have given you a place to meet up if he knew you two weren’t going to meet up again,” she smiled.
“Oh yeah,” you smiled, “Thanks Aunt (A/N), I know what I’m doing this weekend.”
“Anytime dear, just remember, if he hurts you in anyway, he answer’s to me okay,” you nod and then race home to think about your conversation and then making a plan to meet the turtle in red the following weekend.