400 lux — lorde 1:30 ──〇─── 3:54 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

we move in the tree streets i’d like it if you stayed

having leo as a boyfriend can be pretty chaotic.

as in, he blew up camp jupiter.

it was technically an eidolon possessing him, but nobody— including him— knew that. he feels pretty guilty about it.

but! nothing a little sleeping-with-greasy-machinery can’t fix!

leo’s always found comfort in the whirring, in the lapping that lulled him to sleep. it did then, it does now.

so, here he lays with a blanket draped over his body in the engine room after the incident. when you walk in, he snaps up, then groans. you promised you would talk to him after he released the missiles on camp.

“look, i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t mean to—“ he falters in his words, and he scratches his arms.