Quiet Support
Summary: Sometimes you don't need someone to talk to. Sometimes you just need someone to be there
The noise of the elevator doors swishing open sound loud in Raph's ears as he limps into the lair in the middle of the night. He hadn't been planning on staying out for so long. In fact he had promised Leo to be back by one in the morning. It was now going on two thirty and he was just now getting in.
At this point, all Raph wanted to do was forget the night he'd just had and fall into his hammock until Master Splinter called him down to practice. What he didn't want was a confrontation with the turtle waiting up for him in the large chair in the middle of the living room. Leo's head came up as soon as Raph stepped out of the elevator and he set aside the book that he had been reading.
"Before you even start," Raph groused as he limped further into the lair, "it's not my fault that I wasn't here when I said that I would be. I'd have called to let you know but my
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