“What do you imagine me like?” 

Leo frowned, tilting his head slightly as he considered the hot head’s question. “What do you mean?”

“You get to imagine me however ya want to.” Raph grunted, sitting beside his blind brother. “What do you imagine I look like?”

Leo reached out to rest his hand on his brother’s leg, instantly feeling Raph cover it with his own hand.

“You look the same.” Leo smiled. “Exactly as you are.”

“Why the hell would you imagine this?”

Leo gently removed Raph’s bandanna, placing a kiss on the empty eye socket.

“Because, you’re already perfect.”