Home Before Midnight
Donatello x Reader
Home Before Midnight
Prompt: Donatello x reader where it’s like a backwards Cinderella? Don finds a way to turn himself human until midnight so he can go partying like what he assumes normal people do. He ends up meeting the reader and having a good time but runs away before his watch hits midnight. Reader tries to follow him, but loses him in an alley. All that was left behind of him was his glasses that got knocked away in his frenzy to leave.
Note: Aaaaaaaaaaah! This is like the cutest thing ever.
Word Count: 1158
It was 8 pm. Donnie had four hours as a human, if his calculations were correct. As long as he was home by midnight, he was home free. It was foolproof.
“So what are you going to do tonight?” April asked. She looked over the boys as they took in their new human form. It was unbelievable. Just because it was temporary didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun while it lasted.
“I have no idea,” Donatello stated. “We have until midnight.”
“My nieces are throwing a party.” Casey shrugged. “You should drop by. Tell them Casey sent you.”
“Aw yeah, bro! Party time!” Mikey certainly seemed excited. Donatello on the other hand…Parties weren’t exactly his scene. Or at least, judging by all of the movies and shows he had seen, parties probably weren’t for him.
“I-I’m not so sure…”
“Oh come on, Don, how many times are we gonna get the opportunity to go to a human party?” Raph asked. “Even Leo is down for it. Right, Leo?”
“Raph and Mikey have a point. It’s once in a lifetime.” Leo smiled a little, secretly excited. But of course, he couldn’t let his brothers know that.
“Alright, fine.” Donnie gave in. “Let’s go to a party.”
The music in your apartment was so loud you could barely hear yourself think. You weren’t much of a party animal, but your sister sure was. You sat in the middle of the living room, book in hand as you tried to drown out the noise. It was an impossible task to say the very least.
There was a knock at the door. A very loud one at that. You got up and opened it, revealing four guys you had never seen. And by the looks of them, none of them had ever been to a party, or at least, not one like this. Their faces were full of awe and wonder as they looked around.
“Can I help you?”
“We’re here for the party, brah!” A short blond boy wearing an orange shirt exclaimed.
“We’re friends of your Uncle Casey.” Explained a brunette in a blue shirt. “I hope it’s not too much trouble. We can always-”
“Come on in. We’ve already got fifty kids here, four more aren’t going to hurt.” You jabbed a thumb behind you. “Pizza and drinks are in the kitchen, the bathroom is down the hall.”
“Thank you.” Said the one in the blue shirt.
“Don’t mention it.”
You returned to your spot by the window and cracked open your book once again. It was a few minutes later that you noticed you weren’t alone anymore. The boy in the purple shirt had taken a seat beside you.
“A kindred spirit?” You asked, slipping your bookmark into the pages.
“Yeah. Not much for parties.” He smiled shyly and pushed his glasses up his nose.
“Me either, but my sister is a party animal.”
“I think she’s over there dancing with my brother.”
“Yeah, looks like it.” You looked over to the dance floor, where the boy in the orange shirt was dancing with your party-girl sister. “Why my parents ever leave us home alone is a mystery to me.”
“But your uncle knew about the party.”
“Who do you think buys the pizza?” You laughed. “God, and he calls himself a cop…”
The two of you chatted most of the night, talking about your favorite books and movies, and it turned out that the two of you had a lot more in common than you would have thought. You told him about the book club you belonged to and the writing club you had found at the library. He was kind and funny and the look in his brown eyes sent your heart racing.
Four hours seemed to fly by.
At 11:55, his watch beeped, and he looked down at it, eyes wide.
“I-I have to go.” He fumbled to get up.
“Really? It’s only-”
“Help me find my brothers.” Donnie looked around the room. Leo was already on his way over with Raph in tow. “Where’s Mikey?”
“MIKEY!” Leo shouted. The short blond jogged over to the group.
“Do we have to leave? The party’s just getting started!” He whined.
“Let’s go. Now, Mikey.” Leo ordered. You watched Donnie with sad eyes. He waved apologetically before making his way out the door with the others. Once they were gone, you went back to your spot. It was then that you noticed the glasses sitting on the chair. He had left them here. You grabbed them and ran to the door and then to the end of the hallway, but it appeared the boys were already long gone.
Now you had an excuse to find him…
Donnie was scrolling through social media the next day, monitoring as he usually did when he came across a picture of glasses that looked just like his…the ones he had lost last night.
It read: Seeking My Dork in Shining Armor. He left his glasses at my house last night. He’s got brown eyes, super tall, has legs for days, and he’s the smartest guy you’ll ever meet. If found, please contact me. Thanks!
Donnie’s heart did a back flip. And then a front flip. And then he slammed his laptop shut, earning a look from Mikey across the couch.
“What’s the matter, bro?”
“I need to call Casey.”
Casey came over within the hour.
“What’s the matter, Donnie? What’s wrong?”
“Look.” He showed Casey the post, waiting for him to finish reading with wide eyes.
“What’s the problem? Sounds like (Y/N) likes you.”
“I’m a TURTLE, Casey! That’s the problem!”
“Is it a problem? Is it really?”
“YES! I can’t just go get my glasses back. I can’t just be her boyfriend! She’d see me and run for the hills!”
“I don’t think so.”
“How do you know?”
“Because she’s right there and she hasn’t screamed yet.” Casey pointed to where you were standing in the doorway of Donnie’s lab. “Saw her little ad this morning and decided to bring her by to return them.”
Donnie looked at you. And then at Casey. And then back at you. How had this happened?
“Oh my God,” you took a few steps closer and looked up at the tall terrapin. “You’re even taller like this.”
“W-well, yes, I suppose I…am…That’s all you have to say about all of this?”
“Oh, my bad, here are your glasses.” You held them out to him. He was shocked. You hadn’t screamed, you hadn’t run, and the only thing that seemed to faze you was his height. He could get used to this. “If you’re waiting for some big reaction, it isn’t coming. The whole turtle thing doesn’t bug me.”
“No, it doesn’t. I still like you.”
“Y-you like me.”
“I thought that much was obvious.” You smiled.
“I-I like you too. A lot.”
“Perfect. Do you have anything planned this afternoon?”