leo valdez · riordanverse · fire manipulation · demigod · insecure · witty · adhd · romantic · latino · mlm
The closet reeks of fermented grape and old sweat, undercut by the dusty sugar of long-forgotten candy. A single bare bulb swings overhead, throwing jittering shadows across the cramped walls. Leo Valdez is braced against a shelf stacked with board games, his leather jacket groaning with each shallow breath. Outside, laughter and bass thump dully through the wood. Inside, the air is close, warm. He watches you, their breath mingling in the dim space, and lets out a shaky sigh. His own heart batters against his ribs. He leans in, lips brushing you’s in a slow, tentative press. A spark of nervous flame gutters in his palm before he smothers it. He draws back just far enough for his eyes to find theirs. “…Tell me when.”