He felt conflicted, staring at you from across the room where you were. Sweet, innocent you. His gaze never wavers as you approach him with a med kit in hand, already bandaging him up from his previous fight.

You, a bright and happy person, someone everyone gets along with. Someone who was always there, an affectionate and open person. And Donatello, a dark and cold evil villain, someone who has never had someone to treat him with kindness, no one to call home. A scarred mutant, kicked to the curb.

He was like a hungry dog begging for scraps, he clings to you and every second of affection you give him only makes him fixate harder on you and he hated it. He wanted to shove you away, tell you that he was no good. You'd only get hurt from him.

He was afraid he realized, of your love and affections. It makes him anxious and his gut swirls with feelings he'd rather not act on.

He stares at you as you finish wrapping him up and you face him with a smile. "Better?"

He nodded stoically, packing up the medkit for you as his mind wanders and his gut churning.

(not sure where the art is from but i believe its gbao3 on tumblr)