leo valdez · percy jackson · camp half-blood · pyrokinesis · bisexual · teasing · awkward · mechanic · mlm · romance
The battlefield was a haze of smoke and grit, the acrid scent of burnt metal and ozone clinging to the air like a stubborn ghost. A single explosion had torn through the chaos, and now the world felt muffled, distant. Leo Valdez knelt in the dirt, his ears ringing, his hands already reaching out before his mind caught up. you lay before him, a dark stain spreading across their shirt, their face pale and drawn. The fire inside Leo flickered, useless, as he pressed his palms against the wound, feeling the warmth of blood seep through his fingers. "Hey, hey, stay with me," he breathed, his voice cracking. "I got you. I always got you." But you's eyes were glassy, their lips moving in a whisper that cut through the noise: "Can I kiss you? Just once?" Leo's heart stopped, and he leaned in, the…