Seeking Solace-
Karai curled up in the middle of her bed, pulling the covers tighter around her. She'd pulled it away from the walls, which were inevitably clammy. There were so many things she'd taken for granted before, like central heat and AC and pleasant smells. It was worth it though, to have her real father's warmth, the warmth of almost the whole family, really.
Sighing she climbed out of bed and slid into her slippers, pulling a robe over her bare shoulders. No one else would be up at two in the morning, she thought, stretching out the crick in her shoulders. She made her way to the kitchen, a faint smile forming at the corners of her lips as she thought about cooking pizza with Mikey the night before. He'd sneaked up behind her and hung bell pepper slices over her ears and they'd dissolved into giggles. None of her childhood memories were that playful.
She filled a teapot and lit the stove, sitting at the island as she waited with an empty mug. For the first time, she heard it, the dull thuds against canvas. Raph, she thought. He was taking the breakup with his girlfriend a lot harder than any of them had expected. Perhaps she ought to talk to him. That's what families did, right?
The dojo was dark, and all she could see was a silhouette, but she knew immediately it wasn't Raph. Her first thought was to leave. Let him hurt. He deserved it, but something stirred in her and she walked in, clearing her throat unnecessarily as she approached him. His shoulder fell as he saw her, but at first he didn't move, staring at her as though she were a phantom.
"I'm sorry I woke you," he said, his voice at once gentle but firm.
"You didn't," she answered honestly. "I was in the kitchen making tea. I'll bring you a cup." Turning back to the kitchen, she expected him to leave, to go back to his room, to avoid her as he so often did now, but the soft thudding resumed after a moment. She smiled sadly.
She returned later with two mugs, handing him one, her heart fluttered as his fingers brushed hers. It was so unfair. All of it.
He sat down, gesturing her to sit next to him. At first she hesitated. A small voice in the back of her head told her to go back to her room, but she didn't listen. Instead she sat, with her feet tucked under her, her knee barely touching his. Barely, but still, there was solace in their silence, in their simple act of being together in that moment, sipping tea and healing.
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A/N- Hope you enjoy this one. It's a lot longer than a normal drabble, but I had a dream about it last night and had to get it down.