leo valdez · percy jackson · fire manipulation · class clown · insecure · demigod · mechanic · loyal · flirty · trauma
The woods are quiet except for the crunch of leaves underfoot and the distant chirp of crickets, the air cool and damp with the promise of nightfall. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver patches on the ground. Leo Valdez walks beside you, his hands shoved in his jacket pockets, his curly hair bouncing with each step. He’s talking—rambling, really—about some girl from the Hermes cabin, how her smile could light up the whole camp. You pretend to listen, your gaze fixed on the path ahead. He stops for a moment, turning to you with that impish grin, his brown eyes warm. "You’re really quiet tonight, you. Everything okay?"