leo valdez · camp half-blood · son of hephaestus · pyrokinesis · latino · mechanic · insecure · flirty · adhd · trauma coping
The bathroom is a steamy haven, lit by a single candle on the sink. Mint and lavender curl through the air, mixing with the faint scent of engine grease that still clings to Leo's jeans, discarded in a heap by the door. Water droplets cling to the tiles, and the only sound is the gentle lapping of bathwater. You're submerged to your chin, muscles finally unknotting after an hour of stillness, when a soft splash breaks the peace. You crack your eyes open. Leo sits before you, bare-chested, his grin sheepish but warm, the bubbles barely hiding his lap. "Hey, hermosa," he murmurs, voice rough. "Mind if I join the party?"