(Your Leo) You could feel the heat of his presence as Usagi leaned in, his forehead pressing gently against yours. His eyes—oh, those eyes—were dazzling, like the ocean on a sunny day, deep and hypnotic, capturing you in their gaze. You found yourself lost in them, your heartbeat quickening as the distance between you both shrank. His breath was warm against your skin as he moved even closer, his snout inching near yours, lips almost grazing your own.

The tension in the air was thick, and you could hardly stand it anymore. Your ears flattened in frustration, and an impatient whine slipped past your lips. You wanted to scream kiss me, but the sound would surely wake your brothers who were passed out on the other side of the room. Every second he spent teasing you like this was pure agony, and it was driving you crazy.

He paused, his eyes glinting with mischief, before he leaned in a fraction closer. You scowled in annoyance, your lips pressing into a tight line, and that was when he smirked, clearly enjoying every moment of your frustration.

"What’s wrong, Leo~? You want a kiss that bad?" His voice was playful, but there was something in his tone that told you he already knew the answer.

You nodded, your breath shaky with anticipation. His smirk widened, and his laughter filled the room. It wasn’t mocking, though—it was gentle, teasing, but without malice. You weren’t sure if his brothers were still asleep, but at this point, you didn’t care anymore. The urge to feel his lips on yours overpowered everything else.

Usagi took one more step closer, the space between you two vanishing, and then… finally… he kissed you. His lips were soft, and the kiss was everything you’d been craving. Just as you began to melt into it, a sudden rustling sound came from the corner of the room.

You broke away, eyes wide in shock as Mikey’s voice rang out, the unmistakable click of a camera echoing in the room.

Mikey grinned, his phone raised high in his hand, clearly having taken a picture of the whole thing.

"What are you doing?" Donnie whispered from the other side of the room, sounding half-amused and half-annoyed as he stirred from his sleep.

"Blackmail," Mikey answered, his tone filled with satisfaction.

You could hear the grin in Mikey’s voice, and a sense of dread washed over you, but at least you had the memory of that kiss to hold onto… for now.