03 Rasey  🍷💖

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Mikey went to grab for the next can on his side of the table heavily debating and weighing his options here as his gaze shifted between the can and to Raphael, sitting across the wide wide smiling plaster over his face. Raphael pretty much had felt like he one the second the two of them sat down to play this so called ‘game’ Mikey should have know he wouldn’t been able to out drink Raphael himself but sometimes he can’t help but fall into that competitive mind set still chasing the high from when he beat Raph in the Battle Nexus after all this time he may been just a tad over confident. Raphael smirks suddenly watching Mikey’s hand drop to the table physically tapping out of the game.

“Ha!’hat the beat Mikey be easier ‘hat way!” Raph exclaims suddenly moving to stand up as he gabs for his last can on his line up, holding it to his beak as he gulp the contents down as if it were like breathing in air.

Crushing it in his hand once it was empty as he went for one of Mikey’s repeating the action from before. Hand grabbing for the can Mikey was going for before he gave up popping it open so it was ready for Raphael the second he finished the current can. He didn’t have to go and drink the last two of Mikey’s line up but he also had to in order to show up Mikey and rub the win in his youngest brothers face. Who simply rolled his eyes and grumbled under his breath about it before he push against the table. Mikey was not in the mood to have the win rubbed into his face not to mention Mikey didn’t wanna be around Raph when he was drunk he was so annoying sometimes when he drunk too much. Ignoring the fact it was sort of on Mikey that Rah was going to be an issue for well everyone in the lair right now. Least till he spotted Casey who seemed to be paying a visit. Perfect someone to to take Raph of the rest of their hands! Usually greeting was given as he made a bee line for the human. Positive they were here to see Raphael in the first place but just in case best to send them over to him then. He was nice enough to warn them Raph was likely outta of it cause they were messing around with some drinking game that Raph kicked his butt in. Very much a clear plead for help to his older brother figure. Before dipping off to his own room needing to lie down. Alcohol wasn’t something he took to easily made him tried if he had enough of it soon as his head hit the pillow Mikey would be out for the rest of the night. So least Casey seemed able to take on dealing with Raphael.

Said turtle finished off the last can and crushed it as he had been doing with the rest, giddy little rally call to cheer and whoop over his win to himself. As he moved to reach for his mask tails struggling to loosen the knot on it. Mumbling under his breath As he reach back with both hands fingers just fumbling with the knot. He knows he tied it so he should be able to untie it “come on damn thing” Raph contained to snuggled as he fussed with his mask opting to tugging it don when he noticed Casey now in the kitchen with him.

Low whistle escapes the turtles beak as he leans his head to the side, propping it up with the palm of his hand. Mask was hanging around his neck the tail end thrown over his shoulder result from when he tried t take it off but just couldn’t quite figure it out but made the way he was eyeing Casey all far more obvious with green eyes trailing over Casey openly. “Bombshell enterin’ twelve o’clock, uh wait no? Three o’clock? Eh don’ matter”

Raph knows it’s Casey he ain’t that drunk to forget them the flirting? Yeah that was very much cause of the alcohol in his system as he rested elbows to the table and leaned forward to better stare at Casey “Come to see the champ, cowboy?” Raphael goes to ask still happily celebrating his win over Mikey far more fun to brag about it to someone then celebrate alone. Even better if it was Casey who was clearly going to be so impressed with their turtle. His tail started to wage behind him as he goes to happily point out all the crushed up cans to his boyfriend. “ ‘ook crushed up ones are mine,” Casey likely would be tell he alway had the habit of crushing the cans in his hands once he was done. Then pointing to the few that were left uncrushed. “Wipe the floor with ‘em ‘Ike nothin’ “ He slightly chuckles a bit to himself over it. Before moving to try an stand on his wobbling legs slightly swaying as he made his way over to Casey arm moving to hook round one of Casey’s as he let his chin rest to their shoulder looking up at them.

“Are ya my prize?” He asks not at all subtle with how he eyeing Casey, “Ya definitely tallest drink of water ‘round. An’ I should get lots an’ lots of it afta all I drank.” There’s a bearly hidden churr escaping Raphael as he speaks near about purring as he talks to his boyfriend right now.

Raphael tried to take a step to move in closer to them footing a bit miss judged as he stumbles about good thing Casey was sturdy and built like a brick house offering more than enough support for Raph when he lost his balance. Board strong arms moved to hold around the turtle and keep him up right. Not all to sure what Casey was saying right now but he recognizes that soft caring tone they hold when they have to switch into take care of my ‘dumb ass turtle’ mode. Soft faint smile comes across his beak when he hears how soft their voice drops, loving that it dose that just for him of all beings makes it better. Casey so nice and caring getting that aimed his way was making himself feel all warm right now. Or that’s cause he’s leaning up against their chest now trapped between their arms as Casey taking on their weight to keep him from falling flat on to the ground. That just makes his smile grow softer, the attention spent to make sure the idiot turtle didn’t go and hurt himself because he went and got drunk again.

“I’ call ya an angel for the save but,” moving to lift his head up to better look at his boyfriend, hand lifted so he could gentle tap his fringes to their face, “Heaven ain’t got nothin’ on you sweetheart.” Low soft churr bubbled out the back of his throat as he moves to get in comfortable with Casey “I ‘hink my legs are drunk.” He chuckles a bit as arms are lifted up moving to wrap around Casey neck a moment “help me out?”

Raph knows he doesn’t need to really ask Casey well todo anything guy just like that as is, never really got to ask him to help you he’s alway right there ready todo so. But Raph dose know asking meant Casey would give him that damn fucking smirk of theirs. That was always paired with the softest stare of those ocean deep blues of theirs. Tat soft chuckle as they took a shot at Raph. Eh the teasing was just part of how they were with each other, with every insult thrown between them there twice as much affection buried under the words. Easily hosted up and lifted from the ground as Raph shifted a bit in Casey hold letting his head rest against their shoulder churning only growing louder as he settled in theirs hold. Arms dropping from their neck to rest over his plastron nicely nuzzling in against their neck a little thank you on Raph’s end. All actions he would swear to hell and back he wasn’t doing once sober, but mind fogged over with the buzz of alcohol didn’t care in this moment at all.

“Hmm ‘ook ‘ike I’m a lucky princess ‘ere got my knight in hockey pads ta help me out?” He offers to Casey letting the faintest shade of red dust over his face before disrupting his own comfort to lift his head up to speak against their ear

“Should I give ‘em a nice little reward? My place ain’t far afta all?” Clearly not seeing how they are in the fucking lair but that fact was working in Raphael’s mind right now, no he had clearly different ideas working through his skull in the moment.

“Ya’ike treatn’ me ‘Ike ya pillow princess afta all too ‘ight? Should have all the nice things? I know the nicest thing ya can give m ‘ight now.” He goes to suggest before letting his head drop back to their shoulder,eyes growing heaven as he just rolled it to rest in against their neck, finding the kitchen lights to bright in the moment. “What should commit to the bit ‘ight? Save the princess get a happy endin’ how it happens in the stories. They jus’ leave the good stuff out” smirking suddenly “But ya better not leave it out.” Slightly chuckled to himself as he laughs against Casey’s shoulder now. Yeah, he was just a tad far gone at this point now. Good thing Casey was there, or he might have just passed out on the floor of the kitchen for the night. He counted himself lucky for as well on that fact as he happily listened to the vibrations of Casey voice when they spoke up again, only snickering as they did.

"Mmm I love you Case."