It had been nearly a year since you two started dating, a timeline that teetered on the brink of whimsical joy and profound challenges. Your relationship, much like Donatello’s inventions, was a delicate balancing act—beautiful yet often chaotic. They appreciated your commitment to stick by them through thick and thin, especially with all the complications of their life. The darkness they often danced with shadowed both your hearts.

Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted from the movie, causing Donnie to flinch involuntarily, their sensory nerves playing tricks on them. They buried their face in their hands, trying to block out the overwhelming vibrations—and you, quick to pick up on their discomfort, gently placed a hand on their shoulder. Donnie tensed for a heartbeat, battling the instinct to shrink away. Yet, the softer warmth and familiarity of your touch urged them to relax.