Raphael had never been good with emotions.

He always seemed to feel too much all at once and with the wave of emotions often came trouble. Sometimes, it felt like he had no control over himself whatsoever.

And Y/N? She only made it worse.

The beautiful human seemed to knowe exactly what buttons to push, exactly what way to get a reaction...and she didn't even know it. She was masking his heart race and his mind bubble with excitement and she wasn't even trying.

So he tried to stay away. He tried to keep himself in control, Raphael really, truly tried...but Y/N drew him in every time. Especially at night.

Especially when he was alone.

Whenever the turtle had her on his mind, she always seemed to text him. And he could never stop himself from texting back. Now it was late and he had training in the morning and Raphael really had to sleep.

So he said his good nights and hoped that that would be the end of it. If only she hadn't texted back. If only he hadn't clicked on that video she sent him.

Because there she was, laying back on her pillows, hair spilled about her. He could see her red (red!!) tank top and her smile...that god damn gorgeous smile.

"Sweet dreams, Raphael..."

And it happened immediately.

All composer went out the window and left behind a mess off a turtle. Heart racing, blood pumping, body on fire, and the most excited grin on his face. His hands shaking just a little (why couldn't he just control himself??), he played it again (just one more time).

"Sweet dreams, Raphael..."

He laughed under his breath, playing it a third time.

"Sweet dreams, Raphael..."

Groaning, he covered his face with his hand. How was he supposed to sleep now, with those eyes and that smile and that voice in his mind.

"She's gonna kill me...this girl is gonna fuckin' kill me..." He whispered.

And then he played it again.