Casey was acting strange, well stranger then usual. Obvious nervously tense body language was excused for morning groggyness. The out right lie hadn't surprised him. Both of them avoided being too vocal about really anything, preferring body language to speak for itself. Checking out thr others nonverbal language now he knew he was hiding something. This fact would later be forged into the back of his mind as he enjoyed their day together.
Dinner came and went and he decided to call it a night. The growing persistence to pack left overs wasn't an uncommon practice for them. Though the startling jump following his attempt to talk with his taller lover added ten fold to his suspicions. He accepted to food and left.
Arriving to the familial did nothing to calm his wondering brain. Yawning he could feel the pull of sleep nip at his heels. Spending all day awake with a rambunctious Casey tended to always tire him out. He fridged the food and ignored his brothers curious stares. Once his door was closed and his head hit the pillow he was fast asleep.
Waking to an empty stomace, but full bladder he rose to relieve and feed. A check to the stove brought him up to date on the time of day and how long he slept. Leo's arrival was during the beginnings of his fridge search of something to eat. Asking where everyone was, as the pair was unusually quiet to which Leo's answer had him pondering why. Settling for Casey's container he unattentatively cracked the lid slightly before shoving it into the microwave and starting it.
Seconds passed as he turned away from it to face the fearless leader who now looked to be searching the cabinet for a specific type of tea box. His pondering query was unvoiced as the humming contraption unleashed a bright flash followed by a thunderous sizzling crackle. It startled them both. Leo turned in attention hand at weapon, but not drawing. Raph turned around then yanked open the microwave door to assess the damage. Easing the leader by revealing the creator of the startling noise. Checking its insides he assessed it wasn't too bad, thankfully. Removing the still cooled container from inside he set it atop the counter. The lid was burned, a sickly burned plastic scent permeated from the darkened scorch.
Leo returned to his tea searching questioning what he had done. He declined any and all association with prior events. Assuming Casey's dumbass must of packed a metal utensil inside with the foods. Removing the trashed lid he looked to packed contents, no silverware in sight. He fingered the food in question, Leo questioning his reason as he set down the desired box then collected the tea pot to fill.
He ignored the other and continued his exploration of the spark. Then he found it.
It was round, metal and covered with tomato sauce. Mouthing the mysterious object much to Leo's chagrin of him putting who knows what into his mouth. The then looked at the results and gasped. Its gold exterior had a metal strip around its middle, the inside following the same pattern. Writing ingrained inside he read "My Beloved Raphael" he leaned on the counter elbows first as he inspected the ring opposite hand covering his mouth, he was speechless. Leo joined him soon after curious and he too gasped. Raph was in near tears. Releasing his face he reached for pocketed phone and silently dialed for Casey. Leo watched expectantly. The glossy look to him then quickly away gave him the idea to give Raph a few minutes of privacy. Lowering the stoves heat he left the room in silent glee. While the planned proposal was a complete failure this could work too.
The line picked up he a silent for a second as he built up the ability to talk without it ending in a cry. The sound of Casey's voice alone was nearly enough to break the dam. His head nodded before he found his voice.
"Yes"