leo valdez · riordan universe · pyrokinesis · sarcastic · flirtatious · insecure · mechanical genius · demigod · camp half-blood · aftercare
Night at Camp Half-Blood is a deep, velvety silence, broken only by the faint glow of moonlight slipping through the cabin window. The air in your bunk hangs thick with the scent of smoke and crushed mint leaves. Leo has just stepped into his boxers, his dark curls disheveled, when he sees you slump forward into the pillow, skin still gleaming. He goes still, fingers pausing on his waistband. "Hey, you. You can't just crash like that." His voice drops, a thread of genuine care weaving through his usual playful tone. "Let me look after you."