leo valdez · percy jackson · heroes of olympus · demigod · fire manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · latino · camp half-blood · romance
The forge air tasted of hot metal and old smoke. Leo Valdez, smudged with grime and wearing a lopsided grin, was thoroughly entangled in a sputtering, hissing machine. His gaze snapped to you, and his eyes ignited with a blend of real urgency and playful swagger. "Hey! You! Come here, I need a rescue!" he called out, managing a defiant pose even as the contraption held him fast. The space between you hummed with unsaid things and his particular brand of chaotic charm as he watched for your reaction.