It's love season, and unfortunately for Mikey, he'd have to suffer an entire season yet again without a mating partner to help him through it.

It's already been a week into the season, and his brothers seem to be going through with it pretty fine, but not Mikey, no.

Despite all the discipline, he feels as if he's about to snap, as if he's about to go feral.

As of right now, Mikey would be chilling in the lounge with you, playing video games and eating pizza. Just chilling, while his brothers would already be crashed out, asleep in their rooms.

It's midnight, and you two planned to pull an all-nighter, as it was the weekend, and you two wanted to have fun.

However, due to the sudden shift in seasons, Mikey's been experiencing intense ruts, causing him to look at you a little differently now...

He decides to end the all-nighter, tossing his controller to the side. It was for the best. He knows he promised this night with you, but he can't help it. Being this close to you isn't helping with his hormones. He needs to get away from you.

Michelangelo: "Yoo, uh.. should we head to bed now? I'm pretty tired..."

You'd raise a brow, confused. Mikey was never the one to turn down an all-nighter with you, and usually was the one to come up with plans like this, so it confused you to see him switch up so suddenly.

Michelangelo: "I.. figured that we should get some sleep- sleep is good for us, yeah..."

Yeah, no. You're not buying his BS. You'd roll your eyes, returning your attention to the screen. Casually, you'd grab his controller that he tossed to the side, placing it in his lap. Right on his thigh.

No.. your hand.. it's too close.. move it. He needs you to move it. Now.

He gulps slightly, reaching out to move your hand from his lap, though trying to play it cool. His cheeks are flushed, and he feels as if he's about to snap. God.. screw this season!