Bring It On, Valdez (Leo Valdez x Reader)

Chapter 25.

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Your Point of View:

Ah, finaly, a moment of relaxation.

Training was a bitch this week. Mr. D. was on your back, the same as he was with the other campers. Something had put him in a bad mood this week, and he decided to take it out on all the campers. You spent your week burning yourself on the lava wall (giving you a big burn mark on your left forearm), sparing until your limbs burned from exhaustion, and getting various amounts of bruises from games of Capture the Flag. Every part of your body was screaming for a rest, and thankfully, Chiron persuaded the cranky god to do so.

Your back rested against a large oak tree towards the outskirts of the camp, not quite close to the barrier, but far enough away for comfort. Your (H/C) hair sprawled out behind you against the rough bark, the whisps of sunlight that make their way to the forest floor hitting your face. Your orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt was stained with dirt, your blue jeans no better.

Small, gentle breezes make you feel the most at ease you have in days, and your cherishing it.

That is, until someone takling you ruins the peace.

"EEP!" You yelp as you and the mystery person go tumbling onto the damp grass. Out of instinct, you shoot your elbow out and successfully knock the wind out of said person. You heard a wheeze, giving you a sense of satisfaction, until you hear their voice.

"Geez, talk about a loving welcome."

You huffed with a small smile, barely feeling remorse for your actions.

"It's your fault, Valdez."

Another groan sounded from the mass on your back as your boyfriend rolled off of you, allowing you to move freely once more.

"My fault for hugging my girlfriend?" He questioned with a half pout, half smirk, rubbing his chest where your elbow had made impact.

"No, it's your fault for tackling someone who's prone to getting attacked," you replied chuckling as he groaned and flopped back on the ground dejectedly.

"My chest hurts," he whined out as you propped yourself back onto the tree.

"It was supposed too," you giggled as he places his head on your lap.

"I feel the love, (Y/N). I feel the love."

You laughed. The simple action from you made him smile as wide as can be. You looked down into his chocolate-colored eyes with a soft smile. You placed your hand on his chest with an apologetic pat.

"I'm sorry."

He looked back up at you with a smug smile of satisfaction. "Was that so hard?" He said with raised eyebrows.

You patted the spot on his chest harder, and he winced.

"Yes, it was."

You both giggled. It's rare that you get any moments during the day to just sit and relax with Leo. This felt great.

Leo brought your hand up to his face and gently kissed your fingertips. You ran your other hand through his soft curls, sighing contentedly.

"Su tan lindo," he mumbled into your hand.

"Huh?" You asked, not comprehending the other language.

He looked up at you with a smirk. "Deja de ser tan adorable. Es difícil tratar de no besarte," he said louder this time.

"Leo, you know I don't speak Spanish," you whined with a pout. His lips curved up into an even bigger grin.

"Chica, que mejor que tenga una licencia, porque usted está conduciendo me vuelve loco!" He exclaimed, wiggling his eyebrows. You looked at him with one eyebrow raised, your mouth in a lopsided grin.

"...Was that a shitty pick up line?"

"Dammit," he said with a snap of his fingers. "Your deductive skills are too great, ma'am."

You pushed his head off your lap, giggling loudly as you sat up. He whined, then pulled you down onto his chest, burying his nose in the crown of your head.

Yeah, you wouldn't trade days like this for anything.

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Translations:
Su tan lindo -
Your so cute

Deja de ser tan adorable. Es difícil tratar de no besarte -
Stop being so adorable. It's hard to try to not kiss you.

Chica, que mejor que tenga una licencia, porque usted está conduciendo me vuelve loco! -
Girl, you better have a license, cause your driving me crazy!

(Translations gotten from Google Translate)