Song-fic. Deal. Turtlecest. Re-deal, I suppose.
Disclaimer: I resent giving it, but here it is nonetheless. I do not own the TMNT or any affiliated characters/merchandising rights. God, way to kill a mood.
Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye
Night falls like a heavy shroud- thick, dark and unforgiving, lit by the dim glow of television screens seeping in through cracks in the door. Excepting the figures silhouetted in light grey, shifting and shadowing creases in tattered blankets, the household lies in sleep.
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated
Hands reach, travel to territory both new and familiar, grasp at each other while breaths heave in and out of burning lungs and legs tangle together, each inseparable from the others.
I am vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
A figure pauses; a thumb gently traces a path over a well-known face. "You're beautiful."
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the
Things you swore you saw yourself
He is responded to with a cocky and exasperated half-smile, eyes flickering like cautious flames. The other exhales in small panting huffs, bodies move in a now-peaceful rhythm. "Yeah, you say that every time."
So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
"I mean it."
There is a small sound, almost a snort. "Right."
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that
"Raph."
He gains no response. Movements still, hearts crash frantically against rib cages, a slightly calloused hand returns to a dark green cheek. Eyes stay diverted, refuse to catch his own.
I am vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
"Look at me."
A gaze is reluctantly met, rewarded with a gentle smile and a probing stare. Sincerity. It bleeds sincerity.
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the
Things you swore you saw yourself
"I mean it."
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my fingertips
Trace the moment fall forever
The other's head shakes, fond and with a smirk spreading across it as though carved by a razor.
"Only 'cause I look like you, Fearless."
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
"It doesn't change the fact that you are."
A breathy chuckle, a return to crashing rhythm, and the night presses on.
Slight hope
Dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Lyrics are from 'Vindicated,' by Dashboard Confessional. Probably should've put THAT in the disclaimer, too. Those bastards.
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