Don't own TMNT, don't personally know Laird/Eastman.

This is just my attempt at an overly detailed drabble. I went slightly over at 106 words, but eh. Close enough right?


His hand searched the blanket for the remote, his fingers crawling along the cool cotton, waiting to feel the plastic prize. The TV cast a flickering blue glow in the dark bedroom. He sighed, the warm air escaping his lips as he rolled onto his side. His eyes traveled the lightly lit room and fell onto her sleeping form. Casey smiled watching the rhythmic rise and fall of April's chest through the light sheet. Her lips slightly parted as she exhaled, rolling onto her side. Casey lightly ran his fingers through her hair. "You are my world." He whispered, snuggling close to her small frame.