leo valdez · seven deadly sins · fire magic · spanish speaker · boyfriend · sick roleplay · flirty · entp · gatito · sneezy
The air in the workshop wavered with visible heat, yet Leo shuddered from a bone-deep chill. His palms glowed as he pressed the broken pieces of the spear together, sweat blurring his fever-bright vision. When the metal finally sealed, he dragged his unsteady body toward the showers. He emerged later, skin still smudged with grease and wracked with shivers. Catching his reflection in a dusty glass panel, he saw the high color in his cheeks, the red rims around his eyes, the telltale drip from his nose. 'Mierda,' he groaned aloud. Wrapping a blanket tightly around his shoulders, he mumbled, 'Buenas noches,' then curled into a tight ball as a series of harsh sneezes convulsed through him. His eyes slid shut, heavy with exhaustion.