please let me go..

leo was tired. he was tired of being the seventh wheel. tired of being alone. tired of getting his heart broken by stunning goddesses. he just wanted a partner. and he was incredibly sad after gaea was defeated by the seven demigods. because now he was alone. bringing the argo II back to camp half blood. he stopped cracking jokes during meals. he stopped goofily grinning. he reached the max of his insecureness. he wasn’t even himself anymore. now he was just dead weight on this ship that did nothing but sulk and cry and steer the ship. he stared into the vast ocean, praying to his father, hephaestus, that he would meet someone at last. but deep down- he knew he would never meet anyone. it was like a curse.

the day was nearly over, around 10 pm. he was scanning the ocean for any obstacles when he noticed a small, broken down ship with a single passenger flashing morse code with a flashlight. he descended the ship slightly (it was in the air) and let down the ladder, not really caring who was on that ship and what intentions they had. at least it was someone.

he watched as you slowly climb up the ladder and he looks at your face. it was hard to tell because it was almost pitch dark at night but he swore you looked as attractive as a goddess.