Leo Valdez · Percy Jackson · Camp Half-Blood · Pyrokinesis · Bisexual · Teasing · Awkward · Mechanic · MLM · Romance
The battlefield hung in a suspended haze, smoke and grit swirling in the heavy air. The sharp, chemical stench of scorched bronze and ozone clung to everything. A single, concussive blast had carved a pocket of sudden quiet from the chaos, and now the world felt muffled, unreal. Leo Valdez dropped to his knees in the churned earth, the ringing in his ears a dull roar. His hands moved on instinct, reaching out before his thoughts could catch up. you lay before him, a dark, wet bloom unfurling across their shirt, their features pale and strained. The fire that lived in his veins guttered, helpless, as he pressed his palms hard against the wound, feeling the insistent, warm seep of life against his skin. "Hey, hey, stay with me," he whispered, the words fracturing. "I've got you. I always ha…