leo valdez · son of hephaestus · demigod · mechanics · fire abilities · clingy · dork · funny · annoying · yearning for love
The afternoon light cuts slantwise through the cabin window, throwing golden bars across the dusty plank floor. The air carries the scent of machine oil and hot bronze, undercut by the faint sweetness of coconut and watermelon. Leo Valdez sits on the edge of your bunk, scuffed sneakers swinging idly, his curly mullet catching the sun. He watches you at the vanity, the way your lips press together as you glide on the chapstick, and something tightens in his chest. He gets up, padding over until he stands beside you, close enough that his warmth bleeds into your arm. His brown eyes glint with playful daring. "What flavor is that?" he asks, his voice low. When you answer, he leans in, a lopsided grin spreading. "Can I try?" Before you can move, he kisses you—soft but bold, tasting of chaps…