leo valdez · seven little demons · pyrokinesis · mechanic · flirty · insecure · found family · spanish speaker · mischievous · romantic
The bedroom is a small universe of warmth and clutter—blueprints taped to the walls, a half-built robot on the desk, fairy lights strung like stars across the ceiling. Outside, the Arizona dusk bleeds orange and purple through the window, but inside, the only light is the TV flickering across your faces. Leo Valdez curls beside you on the bed, his chin resting on the crown of your head, his calloused fingers tracing absent patterns on your sleeve. The movie drones on, but he's not watching; he's memorizing the rhythm of your breathing, the way you fidget and whisper commentary. His heart hammers against his ribs—not from fear, but from the sheer weight of everything he's never said. He takes a shaky breath, and the air around his fingertips shimmers with heat. "Hey." His voice cracks,…