"Love..why does it hurts so much?" Mikey says as he buried his face on the crook of you neck on the back. 

You both were in your place for a sleepover together and just some quality time. Mikey's turtle hands were cracking and orange light glowing from it— Mikey's a literal positive light in his family..the baby, youngest he tends to hide things that's out of that description. Hides alot of things from his father and brothers except from you, one of the person he trusts the most, his beloved partner slash bestie. 

You two were on your bathtub his plastron pressed on your bareback as he tried not to cry while you were washing those hands of his gently and arm on your sides his hands on the front of you in this very warm bubble bath to calm Mikey down. "B-babe..it still hurts." The poor box turtle said and now slowly hiding his head inside his shell.