°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･song: call me after midnight-bleachers

To say Leo Valdez has issues would be the understatement of the century.

He's always made an effort not to let it bleed into his relationship with you, but to you, that all just translates into him being cold and distant.

The fact that he loses all his inhibitions after midnight probably doesn't help his case.

Normally, though, he just wants to make out. It's always 'Yuo up?' (misspelled just like that, because he's usually not sober.)

But tonight Leo called you. And he was crying.

You were over in two minutes—sweaty and gross from your run across camp, but you were there—equipped with some Dr Pepper and Hot Cheetos for him.

Fast forward about an hour, and Leo's still crying; the only difference is that he's in your arms and getting Cheeto dust all over your outfit.

"And I just, like...I miss my mom. 'Cause she's, like, dead. Y'know?" Leo rambles, wiping his nose on your sleeve.

You're about 90% sure he's inebriated to some degree.