♫ 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝- 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞́

‼️TW- MENTION OF ABUSE😥

leo was convinced you were haunting him.

witchcraft or something, he called it.

because feelings for your best friend of many years don’t just arise out of no where… right?

it all started when he was young. after the death of his mother, he was put into a foster home. more specifically, a foster home where you were. it seemed nice on the outside. but it was far from it.

once inside, he saw you there. but with bruises, scars, and you wouldn’t say a single word to anyone. he came to find out they were abusing you.

slowly but surely, he managed to get through to you. he told you he could save you, and you guys became friends. but you told him you couldn’t leave the house, even if you were being abused.

so he decided to stay with you. at least, that was his plan.

until you took some food you weren’t supposed to one day, and you went back to your room with a fresh cut on your forearm. he tended to your wounds and you guys ran away that day.

after going to a few foster homes, you got send to wilderness school where you eventually met Jason and Piper. you barely talked to people, still being scarred from your time at the foster house. so leo became your voice, your comfort, and your person. you never left him.

from there, you were sent to camp half blood. you were demigods. you settled into camp and got more comfortable with people, but leo was still your main person to hang out with.

everything was perfect for leo and you.

until it wasn’t!!

soon, leo began having reoccurring dreams. about you. he would dream of you guys going on dates, you kissing him, movie nights, cuddling, and he’d always wake up in a cold sweat.

whenever he was alone, his thoughts would go to you. the images flickered in his eyes and it would never stop. and being around you? he was going absolutely insane.

eventually, he had a theory.

see, if you were haunting him then he had to be haunting you too…right?

so he found you in the strawberry fields one day, sitting down next to you on a rock before asking “so, you like anyone here? maybe someone with curly brown hair and fire powers?” he teased, a grin on his face.

“oh, in your dreams.” you’d reply with the same teasing tone. you didn’t know you were actually in his dreams every night.

“cmon, you really don’t like anyone?” he asked, still with the same tone and mischievous sparkle in his eyes.

“no, i don’t.” you said softly with a little laugh “not yet, at least.”

technically, it was good and bad news.

good news, you didn’t like anyone. so he could get through easily.

bad news. you didn’t like anyone. so you didn’t like him.

the next best option? make you like him!!

from then on, he began getting you your favorite candy randomly, just because flowers, began planning dates that he would call hangouts, and doing everything to woo you.

you were onto him.

so you decided to confront him. you met with him one night, in a clearing in the woods that he’d set up for the both of you. he had a picnic blanket, pillows, snacks, candy, and a projector. the sky glittered with stars as he sat next to you.

“so what’s your goal here, Valdez?” you asked with a grin, meeting his gaze.

he choked on his water, coughing for a few seconds before asking “whAt?” with an insane voice crack and a suprised look.