leo valdez struggled with a unbearable amount of emotions. From having his mother pass, to soon figuring out he’s a kid with—abilities? they build up and end up in a pit of fire.

Well, that pit of fire being his mind. Due to his reputation of being that guy, the one who’s annoying yet never fails to cheer you up, the guy that’s somehow always happy.

But is he? because when he lays down, a emotional wreck and not knowing what to do with himself he doesn’t feel very happy.

his mamas gone.

How’s he supposed to deal with that? He didn’t know how, until you showed up in his not so perfect life.

“you don’t have to do this..y’know?” He felt bad, not only because he was being a burden but probably because he was taking your time away.

Although, it felt nice, it was nice. Having your fingers scrunch at his curls while faint voices play on the radio set on your creaky desk.

it reminded him of how his mom would always play music, spin him around as he let out a fit of giggles. But now that she’s gone, you’re here.

he’s severely grateful, lucky enough to have someone that can hold him while he sheds that sadness.