A/N: Again a headcanon that Casey and Raph smoke... It's not everyone's thing but I think the two would definetily do it...
Prompt: Shatter
Day: January 25th
Pairing: Raph/Mikey
Series: TMNT 2012
The night was cold and Casey Jones was freezing his ass off. Where was he?! Raphael was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. He angrily locked his phone again, the lock screen wallpaper showing the skyline of New York and a shadow jumping over the rooftops. Jep, Raph was his wallpaper, he just looked cool in this particular shot! Problem?!
He sighed, his remaining teeth clattering because of the cold wind. Raphael had ignored him. Completely and utterly ignored his best friend. And Casey was pissed, so he opened up the pack of cigarettes the were requested by his best frien and took one out, putting it between his clenched lips and lit it up. He calmed down as the smoke trailed into his lungs, the burning already familiar.
If he wasn't gonna show up he sure as hell wouldn't get his cigs, the hokey player thought as he turned on his heels. He wasn't gonna just stand here like the loner he was. But just as he wanted to take the fire escape he heard Raph yell: "Hey Casey! Where ya goin' man?" The young ninja stepped up to his friend, holding out his hand for the pack of cancer sticks. As he received the opened things, he glared at Casey. "Damn, ya just couldn't keep your fingers to yerself can ya? Hey, can't ya wait a goddamn minute?! What's up?"
"Dunno. Tell me why we neva see each other. I'm not the one cutting ya out, so cut me some slack for even coming, bonehead!" He raised his cigarette to his lips again, taking an angry drag and making it light up brightly in the process, exhaling it through his nose again. Raph sighed, sitting down and waiting for Casey to join him. As the boy finally did, he had already lit up his own stick, the thing moving in his mouth as he swallowed before inhaling the smoke.
It was quiet for a while, before the ninja spoke up: "Ya know, things have changed a little at home…" This got the black haired teen curious, arching an eyebrow he asked a silent question. Raphael just starred straight ahead and suddenly spoke again: "Casey, look man, I don't want this to sound wrong and stuff, but what would ya think of me if I liked a guy?"
Casey almost coughed, and not because of the smoke. "Ya-ya do? I mean, like ya have a crush on one?" He got a nod as answer. Leave it to Raphael to not beat around the bush. "Hey man it's cool I guess. But it's not me, rite?! Like, I mean I couldn't blame ya if it was me because I ain't that bad looking and…", he trailed off, seeing Raph look at him and giving him the `Ya okay bro?!´ stare. He exhaled another puff of smoke shakily, throwing the filter over his shoulder.
"Okay, sorry I freaked. But it ain't me thought, yes?" "Yes Case it ain't ya. So now that ya got that, time to get into the part that will shatter our friendship and jada jada… But okay, so this guy I like is Mikey. No beating around the bush see? Oh please don't make that face. Oh, ya gonna faint?!" He was relieved as Casey remembered how to breathe and finished his cigarette, putting away the whole pack, stuffing it into his obi.
Now, don't just think he'd come out to his friend just like this, casual and all. Oh no! Ye-es, he had spent many nights awake, contemplating whenever to tell him or just don't. To make it a short story, the thinking hadn't done shit and he just gave up, telling himself that if Casey didn't accept this it was cool, because this wasn't normal AT ALL, but fuckin' Christ, the nut job knew him and wouldn't think of him different at all.
Well, turns out that Casey hyperventilated. No big deal. He got it back together after only a few minutes, and until then Raph tried not to think about dragging a passed out Casey Jones into his apartment. Said teen took a deep breath and began: "Okay, so your own brother, fucking shit Raph warn me beforehand! Next time ya spill something so big spare me the heart attack, why would ya?!"
Raphael just shrugged it off. "So that's why ya abandoned me ya piece of trash! Coulda just told me earlier ya wanted to spend more time with Mikey! But leaving me clueless, thinking ya got another friend! You are a bad person Raphael!" The turtle smiled, knowing everything was still ok and, thank you very much, his friendship wasn't shattered into pieces yet and the day ways almost over. Mission accomplished.
"But really Raph", he stood up, "It's fuckin' cold outside and I just wanna go to bed. Got at chemistry test tomorrow and I can't do shit. I'm coming over after school. Gonna bring April too, because Donnie looks ridicules when he tries to get her attention. See ya!" And with this he walked down the metal stairs, vanishing in the shadows of the alley.
Raph got to his feet too. He had a good friend indeed. He climbed down the nearest manhole and ran as fast as he could, the idea of cuddling up to Mikey in his bed was intoxicating.