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donatello
do you even need to guess? its something tech related, made from his own hands. or, if he knows you as more of a romantic kind, expect a light up bouquet, cute stuffed animal with suspicious prowess, and a heartfelt card.
you're already aware of how he's not the greatest at expressing his deep, deep (two deeps) care for others, but it wasn't hard to see his inward excitement.
waking you up at the crack of midnight (with varied reactions from the rest of the lair) eyes gleaming. he loudly proclaimed this day to be remembered for its masterfully set up grand festivities, determined to treat you like royalty
he and april had put their brains together to plan and brainstorm, and it payed off. a lax, yet exciting day where everyone could goof off.
when it quieted down, the whole family dog piled on each other napping. jupiter jim's pluto vacation IV played in the background, you two sat on the couch curled in a shared blanket.
"so... on a scale of 1-10, how would you rate your donnie experience this year? ... is that right? good, good. i just.. want you to stick around."
he bumped his head to your shoulder in one of his discreet physical affection acts, and sighed.
"i'm glad you've stayed as long as you have. didn't really have anyone to talk to about uranium and jupiter jim until now, we all feel that way."
mikey is drooling, and it looks like it'll fall onto leo's face, and you know it'll be hysterical when leo feels it.
"so, what i want to say is thank you.. and happy birthday."
michelangelo
you wanna know who IS good at expressing his care for others? our boy michelangelo, who got barely a wink of sleep preparing for your birthday.
glitter all over the lair. homemade cards that left kind of a massive mess. a cake (or whatever you want, really) baked with plenty of love. decorations. and an entire schedule planned with the help of his brothers & friends, he's going to make sure you have the ultimate birthday; and he won't stop until your smiling ear to ear
he scooted next to you and nudged you, setting the healthy portion of food on his plate aside, staring at you for some seconds.
when you questioned him bashfully, he answered,
"well, have you made your wish? its the most important part of the day, of course! not that you could tell me, otherwise it wouldn't become true."
"it's okay to not know yet. in the meantime, here!" he put the box in your hand, a note attached to it with a pretty bow dedicating the present to you. "i hope to spend many more birthdays with you, and spend much more time with you along the way, mhm?"
he raised his plate in a toast, and yelled out through chewing, "to more years spent together!"
the rest shouted in repetition, and mikey fell onto you in giddiness and excitement. to more years spent together.
leonardo
his brothers were definitely more loud and outgoing. but leo wanted to give you with the chill, peaceful experience, and what better way than a romantic dinner?
dressed in his snazziest outfit, leonardo led you to the private candle lit dinner. he did his best to impress you with his wine knowledge (even if you didn't drink), feeding you, all the works.
it was you, him and the night sky, quietly talking about the past year's worth of memories; boy, were there memories.
“its your special day! consider leonardo hamato as your personal servitor!—oh, the suit? fancy, right? i wouldn't want to embarrass myself, not in front of you.”
"now, c'mon, lets go have fun."
he took the gift box prepared, coverd in gorgeous wrapping paper and your name in the loveliest handwriting.
"this is for you–well, obviously.. you can open it whenever. i hope we can spend the next year together too.. i uh, love you.. and happy birthday."