Raph groaned at the blaring sound of the alarm clock. He slept late after his date with Donnie because he had to pack his things for today.
The start of their big tour.
That last night ended with a precious memory. A great date with Donatello.
He grunted as he rose from the bed to take a shower. That incident of the memory flashback never left his head. What if one day Donnie just remembered everything that happened? That he broke his heart to a million pieces, he used and played him and it's his fault why he got in that accident?
After his shower, he stopped his thoughts when he saw Spike nuzzling to his leg.
"Oh, Spike." Raph smiled while rubbing his shell. "Today's the big day, lil fella." He smirked.
Outside the house is a big tour bus that just arrived, seemed that he is the last person to get picked up. Raph opened the door and was greeted by a warm smile from his partner.
"Good morning, Raphie." Don said and embraced him. He is glad he is able to feel his affections again. Donnie is the one who was showy before in their first relationship. Whenever they meet, his bassist is always hugging him. But Raph forcedly stopped him when he got tired of Don. He expected Don will break up with him that time. Yet he still stayed beside him. He still loved and supported him in the end.
The tour bus is driving out in the city. It's very, very early so Leo gave a break for them to rest as they packed their stuff and loaded the bus the whole night. He told them they will have a meeting about security when they all rested.
Mikey is not called "King of the Kitchen" for nothing. Inside the tour bus, they really intended to have a built in kitchen. It adds to the package that Agent Orange had a talented cook plus being Leo's boyfriend as well. Raph prepared some bread on a plate with some butter and jam. Timothy is eating a syrup filled pancakes while Slash, a new nickname by Raph which he really liked, is eating salad with Raph's pet, Spike. Casey and April are present as well, both eating bacon and eggs. It seemed that the sleeping in the same room still ticks April off. Leo already has his breakfast and now sipping his tea.
Raph then placed plates of bacon and eggs beside the bread. He brewed coffee as well.
"Someone wanted breakfast in bed," Mikey teased which caused Raph to grunt. Then, he got confused when Mikey placed a can of condensed milk, which had two holes on the top.
"Don loves that." He said before continuing to cook.
As Raph entered his room, he saw his lover sleeping very well. Working on the security system in the middle of the night drained Don's energy and needed rest.
Raph smiled as he stared at him. His mouth is a little open and he can hear tiny whistles coming out from his diastema every time he breathes. Grabbing a portable table, he placed it on Don's hips and put the tray of food on it.
"Raphie?"
He looked at the yawning Don stretching his arms out and adjusting himself to be awake.
"Morning, Donnie." He said. He heard him gasped by what's in front of him. "Breakfast is ready." The bassist smiled and blushed cutely. "Thank you." He picked a piece of bread and poured the condensed milk on it.
"I didn't know you liked that stuff." Raph said as he wrapped his arms around his waist. "I remember I was making a major experiment when I was searching for food and all I saw is a can of sweetened milk and some bread." He explained. "You should try it."
"Good morning, Raphie!" Donnie greeted shyly. "I made breakfast."
Raph only replied with a grunt and turned over. "Go away, need sleep." He muttered. "But you need breakfast." Donnie spoke as he placed a tray on his lap. His boyfriend grunted again in frustration as he slowly got up and blankly stared at it. He started to eat the eggs and bacon when he noticed a peculiar object.
A can of sweetened milk. He saw Don grabbed it and pouring it on his bread.
"That's disgusting." Raph said.
"It tasted really good. You should try it." Donnie encouraged.
Raph chuckled as he ignored Don's offering. It made his partner lowered the bread and looked away, being upset.
"You're such a weirdo, Don."
Raph groaned by what he saw and caused Donnie to react.
"It's okay if you don't want it. People had preferences." He smiled. "No, Don! I'll try it." Raph insisted. He holds the bread and took a bite. It's not that bad. It's really good. His lover is pleased by his reaction.
"It seemed that you liked it. Many think I'm such a weirdo at my tastes." It stopped Raph from the bread further, remembering that memory earlier. He put the bread down and kissed Don's forehead. It caused Don to squeak but is pleased. "You're not a weirdo. Heck, I always eat tamarind stew with fish sauce. If there is no fish sauce, I can't eat it." He said. Though, there is a little embarrassment from him as it is one of his secrets habits in eating Asian food. He heard his lover giggle.
"It's natural that you add something to ease the sourness." He replied, resting his head on his broad shoulders. Raph is glad Donnie felt cozy to his bulky frame.
"You know Raphie… I felt I've known you for a long time." He spoke. The lead guitarist remained silent. He felt his conscience is eating him whole again. Raph is happy to their relationship for real. He didn't have the guts to ruin it again. He didn't want Donnie to hate him forever.
He just observed Don finishing his meal and sipping coffee. He sighed.
"Me too, Don."
In the whole trip, all the couple did is stay in their room.
"Now, put that pinky here and there! That's the C chord." Raph explained. His partner is delighted by his guitar lesson from the famous lead guitarist. Raph is behind Donatello, with him holding his guitar, the same guitar Don gave him two years ago. He is guiding Don's fingers for the chords and the strumming. He is able to pick it faster as he already is a bassist. Also, he attempted to play lead guitar before.
"Can you play a song for me?" Donnie requested shyly. Raph grabbed his guitar from him. He felt the frets, thinking of a song for his love.
He plucked the strings, creating a melodious tune. The bassist just listened and smiling warmly.
He is my drug
He is my vain
He is my life
He is my pain
He is my wheat
He is my Cain
He looked at Donnie, being flushed, maybe because of the lyrics. It's been a long time since Raph serenaded Don. It's one of the things he always gone swooned and it still works, with memories or not.
Upon the night
I see his eyes
His tears are my skies
His heart beats my life
Raph never felt this intimate before. He knew to himself he is definitely not a singer. But he tried. Those two years of waiting, if he did become serious to Don before, who knows what fate happened to them. Yet, in the end, it all goes to the fact he will love Don eventually.
He is my night
He is my day
He is my sun
He is my rain
He is my Cain.
It will be too late if Don left him because of his sins. It will be the end of him as Don is his strength and weakness. He will never let go of Don if he forgives him. He already sees Don and him being happy in the future, only his past actions made it difficult to achieve.
"Raphie… I love it! Thank you!" Don spoke with glee. After Raph put his guitar down, he was met by Don's sweet lips. Raph was surprised but he accepted it. This is a different kiss than before. It's deeper and sensual.
Sounds of knocks stopped them and it was being followed by the excited, cheerful voice.
"Guys, we're here!"
I'm so sorry for the late updates! As you know, I had a job already.
I had to bridge the fact of switching Spike (the big one's name) to Slash for the reason of you know.
I often put sweetened milk on a piece of bread, LOTS of it then fold it in half. (I prefer thin bread).
Also, another food mentioned here is called "Sinigang"/Tamarind Stew, which is my favorite stew. I usually put fish sauce with it, as a condiment. I don't eat it if I don't have fish sauce because the sourness really empowers in my tongue XD Fish sauce is called "Patis" here in my country. I heard some foreigners don't like the smell of the fish sauce.
I put it to Raph because I can see him discovering other Asian food when they are travelling and this food really stays in his palette.
