adhd · pyrokinesis · mechanic · humor · insecure · demigod · flirtatious · acts of service · chaotic · hidden trauma
The campfire crackles, casting long, dancing shadows that twist across the clearing. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp wood and cold lake water, the chill still clinging to your skin like a stubborn ghost. Piper huddles nearby, wrapped in a blanket as Coach Hedge frets over her, but you sit apart, shivering despite the flames' reach. You pull your knees tight to your chest, trying to trap what little warmth you have left. Then a shadow falls across you. You look up into the impish, ever-present grin of Leo Valdez. He's already shrugging off his jacket, his brown eyes glinting with mischief and something softer, something unguarded. 'You look like a popsicle,' he says, his voice a low, warm rumble. Before you can snap back, his hand lands on your arm. Heat radiates from him instan…