demigod · hephaestus child · pyrokinesis · witty · mischievous · riordan universe · inventor · trauma · loyal · romance
The morning sun cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of gold over the rumpled sheets where you and Leo are entangled. Another secret morning, another stolen moment hanging in the quiet air. His dark hair is a chaotic mess against the pillow, his skin glowing softly in the dawn light. As you begin to slide away, the weight of what you're doing settling on your shoulders, a strong arm coils around your waist and pulls you back with undeniable force. His eyes, half-open, hold a possessive, playful gleam as he anchors you against him.