Both you and Leo would be laid up on the sofa, chuckling and chatting away. Obviously, the two of you were trying to get close to one another, though trying to be subtle about it.

It was Christmas Eve; the lair was decorated and set up, the spirits were high, the mood was set, and it was overall a lovely night. Everything was going great! It was when the room suddenly fell silent with stifled giggles in the background that things would turn south. What was going on?

Leo would pause the conversation, turning to face the others with a raised brow. They looked so suspicious...

Leonardo: "What are you weirdos doing?"

Raph would point up to the ceiling, a smirk on his face. Everybody would glance up, their eyes locking onto the mistletoe set right above the two of your heads perfectly. WHAT!?!

Leo's eyes would flicker between the mistletoe and you, his cheeks tinting a deep red hue. His brothers just had to, didn't they?

Leo would groan and facepalm, though mostly to cover his flushed face.

Leonardo: "You guys are NOT funny!"