risquesno prompted: Raph/April (tmnt 2012), AU where they and Mikey are the only ones who made it out of New York. (Sorry, I ADORE your Mikey!)

ooo

"They'd want you to be happy, yo," his baby blue eyes are crinkled at the corners as he glares at them, a pout twisting his mouth, not nearly often enough smiling these days.

They look at each other as they have been striving not to do lately, fierce defiance and tentative longing mingling in a potent blend that sets twin hearts pounding as though if they beat hard enough the other will hear, and answer.

When his thick, calloused fingers gently brush the back of her slim, pale hand, Michelangelo turns with a satisfied smirk and struts back toward the farmhouse: "Don't worry, D & C, I'm lookin' out for them."