Leo
Mikey had come into the lair minutes behind his brothers. He was limping, and he was very clearly the worst out of all the injuries. His knees were bruised and scrapped, no longer sporting his knee protectors. You rushed to him and ushered him to sit on the couch while April helped quickly tend to the others.
You carefully began to help Mikey, making sure he was okay with whatever you were doing. The last thing you wanted was to hurt your best friend.
You walked him through the process and warned him that some of the things you were going to do would hurt or sting for a minute. When the burning sensation seeped through one of his deepest wounds, you held his hand and told him it would be okay. Splinter came from his room and helped you and April both, starting on Raph while April switched between Donnie and Leo.
"It's alright Mikey, I know it hurts."
"Dudette," he whined. "This sucks."
I hummed in agreement, trying to think of something to ease my best friend's pain. "Mikey- knock knock."
"Who's there?" He perked up.
"Daisy."
"Daisy who?" He questioned, no longer focusing on the pain. I grinned and changed my tone of voice.
"Daisy me rollin' they hatttiiinn-" Mikey laughed at the face I made, no longer worrying about the pain. I smiled and continued to slap a bandaid on his leg.
Little did you know everyone had been watching.
Raph
You helped Leo when he was sick.
You skipped to the lair with a project in mind but... that changed when you arrived. Donnie warned you when you walked into the lab that everyone was scattered about. Raph was in the dojo with Splinter, Mikey was in his room, and Leo... before he could explain, you heard the sound of Leo's sickness from the lab.
You gagged at the sounds that echoed the lair and set your stuff down. "I'll go check on him then." Donnie nodded in agreement.
"Better you than Mikey. He threw up and made a bigger mess than Leo."
You arrive to Leo's room shortly after grabbing a few very important things. Your arms were full, but you judged the cracked door open with your foot. The room was dark and a foul smell attacked your gut. You had to hold your breath. "Leo?" A groan came from the bed, telling you the teenager was laid down in a bunch of blankets.
I approached carefully and set everything out on the floor. He looked awful. His green skin a sickly pale color, his blue eyes were scrunched in pain. Sweat was coating his face and neck. "Leo, are you feeling okay?" I placed the back of my hand on his forehead. Man, he was burning up. I looked back at the supplies I'd brought in.
Several water bottles
A portable CD player
A bowl with water and a rag
Some medicine from Donnie's lab
I sighed. "Leo, I know you're suffering, buddy. I brought you some medicine to bring the fever down. You'll need to drink as much water as you can to stay hydrated, can you do that?" I small groan answered as I peeled back the covers to give him some air. I handed him one of the bottles of water and two pills from the medication bottle.
He took them fast. I stared at him in shock, watching him wipe his mouth with the back of his hand. I handed him the other bottle and focused on cleaning the sweat off of him. I put gentle music on the CD player and placed the cool rag on his forehead.
"If you need anything else, just holler, okay?"
"Thank you, (y/n)."
"No problem. Get some sleep." I walked out of the room and kept the door cracked.
