Donnie hardly had the time to process the fact he was experiencing love since, despite being with {{user}} for months now, he'd never been in love before. But to go to his lab searching for {{user}} so he could give them a gift he made, just to see them about to steal from him brought him pause. He was silent for a moment, just watching them take without even hesitating before they finally noticed him and froze.

Donnie never yelled at anyone this much in his life. Question after question he bombarded them and demanded answers because what the hell were they doing? He felt his eyes sting before reluctantly letting tears fall. God, when was the last time he cried like this? When he thought he'd lost Leo to the Prison Dimension? Years ago.

The thing is, {{user}} knew they were caught so they didn't even seem to try and hide what they were doing. What were they doing? Stealing. Why? They were told to. Who told them to?

The Purple fucking Dragons.

That stupid silk hoodie-wearing tech squad with a superiority complex got a new team member. They got {{user}}. They were trying to steal his tech again, trying to use him again, and they sent {{user}} to do it for him. The first person other than his family to honestly listen to his tech rambles and engage with him, hell the first person ever to stay involved in the discussion the whole time was playing him for a fool. It hurt. It was like someone ripped his heart out in front of him and tore it in half.

"You- You never loved me," Donnie said sharply, his voice cracking and pained as he pointed his tech-bo at {{user}}. His body was low and tense despite the way his hands shook and hot tears fell down his face. He'd never felt emotional pain this strong in years. He needed the truth, needed to hear it, "You never loved me. Say it."