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Leo x Reader - 3 - Unexpected Visit

You didn't know how, but somehow you forgot Leo was coming by.

You just remembered when you went into your room and saw him outside your window.

You burst into laughter and opened the window. "How long were you gonna leave me waiting, like a bad date, eh?" He teased, elbowing you when he set his feet on your blue carpet, wiggling his two bare toes in the plush fabric.

"I dunno, I don't recall you askin' my pops if you could date me. And I'm pretty sure they'd both dislike not knowing this stranger their daughter met outside the subway." You snickered, plopping down on your bed tiredly. Today had been sorta rough, and you initially asked him over when you hit a snag with someone who didn't like your dads.

Or you, being their daughter.

And once you got stuck on that, you forgot you'd asked him to visit with that taking up a large chunk or your thoughts. It was always uncomfortable, how people who didn't approve of your dads, would treat you once they found out.

"You've got two dads, too?" Leo's question threw you for a loop. "Or did I misunderstand?" He asked curiously. "...No you heard me right." You forced a smile, and he gave you a long hard look, a smirk then stretched onto your face.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." You quipped. He snorted, grinning. "I would, but I'm not sure you'd actually like that, would you?" He smirked, waggling his eyebrows at you. You blushed, smiling weakly. It still bugged you in the forefront of your mind.

He frowned. "Okay, Hermosa, what's that face for? You never make that face." He offered you a chance to speak your mind, but you hesitated. You were often open about your feelings, but this was always a struggle to talk about...maybe he would understand...?

"Uhm...Well..." you squirmed a little, unsure how to word it, your chest tightening as you tried to think, spiraling down in frustration, you needed to do something, an action of some kind, but what?!

He took your hands and looked at you. "When you need to do something with your hands, mine are right here. If you want, you can press your thumbs into my palm when it gets hard to say, okay?" He quirked an awkward smile. It made you feel warm and fuzzy, and you blushed a little, smiling to yourself and following his advice as you took a small breath.

"Someone...was rude, about my dads, today. They...don't like their...relationship. Y'know...being married and all...in turn, a lot of them...don't like me?" You struggled to say it. The words felt foul and made your mouth hurt. "I...it's been bothering me. I...wanted you to come over cuz I wanted to talk about it, but then, y'know..." you took another breath and firmly pressed your thumbs into his palms, feeling the rougher texture of his skin on yours. You closed your eyes tightly. "I...I got bothered by it so much, I forgot you were coming, and then I didn't feel like it was a good idea to bring up..." You said softly.

"I'm sorry." You said, feeling a bit selfish. He just smiled. "I think it's awful sweet you asked me to come by when you were needing comfort and felt vulnerable, Hermosa. None of my brothers do that, or my friends. Man, I wonder why." He said the last part sarcastically and you snickered, but still blushing by the fact he kept calling you beautiful.

"Maybe it's because I'm not one to openly share my own emotions." He said it quietly, and you almost missed it, then gave a soft frown, tilting your head at him. He just quirked another smile, rubbing circles on the backs of your hands with his thumbs. "Hey, I mean, it's fine, I can at least sorta tell you those things!" He said. You smiled, then put the gentle pressure back on his palms. "Hermoso, You are always welcome to talk with me things that bother you." You then winked when his face flooded with pink. He started laughing, clearly flustered.

"Why is it you always embarrass me, huh? Mi Nina Hermosa, that's supposed to be my thing!" He laughed, avoiding your gaze. You blushed, trying to pretend you didn't notice what he called you, which gave you butterflies.

He frowned, then smiled, starting to talk about thinks that bothered him, one even including his family, feeling constantly useless and unhelpful, just trying to prove himself...and the fact his two dads didn't get along. "Y'know, only one of them is TECHNICALLY our dad, but Mikey really wants Draxum in our lives...I think he was the only one who did, because he chucked me off a roof, not quite caring about his experiments, is he?" He trailed off, looking a little hollow and uncomfortable.

You flipped his hands and mimicked what he did. "Mi Hermoso, If you need, you can press your thumbs into my palms when it gets hard to say. Take your time, Leo." You smiled, glad to give the same care back to him. He chuckled, shaking his head while blushing again. "...Thank you, but let's be honest..." he smirked, giving you a sly look, tilting his head coyly. "You're much more breathtaking than me."

You blushed, laughing.

-To Be Continued-