Hallo peeps! Here's a book of oneshots from the PJO/HOO boys.
aka. Mostly an entire collection of cringe ass writings, but not all of them are bad, I guess.
Male Demigod X Reader. DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters. HAPPY READING!!!
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Inspired by the anime film "Kimi no Na wa" (Your Name)
Sequel of Reader x Leo || Her Name
(A/N IM REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY MY READERS! WE HAVE A PERIODIC TEST AND I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO UPDATE! IM SORRY AGAIN!!! Requested by @xXharleyquinnloverXx
*Leo's POV*
The cold breeze embraced me as I stared into the whole view of the sea at camp. It had been three years since I'd met the girl who fluttered my lonely heart. The girl who made my life complete. But she disappeared—not even knowing her name. Of course she knew me... But all I knew was that...my friends never knew her...
Stars twinkled, elevated clouds shown off in the celestial night sky. I was wondering of a time when I would see her again.
The memories were all coming back to me...at once...I felt so much regret. I didn't want to think about it. Thinking about it made myself so stupid.
I could think of when I asked her name immediately back then—I could imagine it. I felt so happy. But, when I did...it just kept telling me, that it was fake. Just an imagination. Nothing but fake. And it kept me from trying to feel happy.
When could I ever...see her again?
"Still awake in the middle of the night, Leo?" I heard Jason's voice went out of nowhere. I turned around and saw that he was sideway smiling at me. I turned back at the sea, staring at full view. I felt him walk towards me, until I felt his hand set on my shoulder. "Hey, I think you should get some rest."
"I'm not tired yet," I said bluntly.
A moment of silence occurred, and then Jason also broke it.
"Hm, you're still not getting over with her, aren't you?"
I didn't answer his question.
I was trying, to move on. But it seemed as if it didn't want to make me move on. That time—just never wanted me to move on. It was like, something that kept me pulling back from starting a new life and forgetting about it.
"Dude, no offense. But I really don't know who she is. I mean we," he sighed and put off his hand.
I looked down. "Ι ξθστ ςαντ το σεε ηερ ανδ κνος ςηο σηε ις," I whispered in Greek. Jason did not fully understand what I said. But he kept silent and walked away.
I finally went back into the cabin, throwing myself onto the bed, and heading to a very deep sleep.
You've got something to do tomorrow, Leo, I thought.
*Your POV*
Late in the afternoon in a coffee shop.
Three years.
No blaming, okay? You did that. I thought. You chose to run away.
No. I should've told him! I stammered.
Wait. I couldn't!
I wanted to scream out of anger. What so ever happened to me was then—a dream. I was a mortal, and weirdly, a mortal—dreamt of a demigod having a liking on her?
I slapped myself mentally. No. Dream. Just a dream.
You just dreamt of a guy named Leo who was a demigod and you didn't tell him your name. I thought again. And that was a big deal already?
Okay, so my name is (Y/N) (L/N). I'm a mortal. Yes. I'm a mortal. And yes, it was weird of dreaming that one. But why do I feel like I wanted it to happen?
Well, let's just blame how my mother shouted during my sleep in the morning that time because I was definitely late for school. Yas.
But then, I thanked the heavens that my last three years in junior highschool had ended.
I WANNA CONGRATULATE MYSELF FOR THAT.
And it's tomorrow, you know that?
Well, gladly I could rest myself in a coffee shop.
The waiter had placed a plate with some weird black thingy infront of me. Wait actually—it wasn't. It doesn't wear the coffee shop's uniform. Wait what?
I stared at it.
"What are you trying to do?" I asked monotonously, looking up at him. He stared back at me with a puzzled look.
"Uhh, what?"—
"ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME EAT A STOOL?" I whisper-yelled at him, glaring at him at the same time.
He stared wide eyed at me for a few moments, then made a snort. "Those are brownies, miss," he said.
I startled. What?! Those?! Brownies?!
"Are you trying to make a joke in here, Mr.?" I asked.
"Is it my fault that the baker made this stool-like brownies?"
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(A/N OKAY OKAY IM SORRY WITH THAT PICTURE GUYS!!!!!!!!! NOW IF UR EATING PLEASE DONT HATE ME >_< PEEEEEAAAAAACE!!!!!)
I went silent for a bit then muttered a sorry.
"Yeah...okay...sorry," I gulped and stood up, planning to go out and walk around the streets. But something—unbelievable—happened.
I felt the guy took my wrist, making me turn around and look at him.
*Leo's POV*
As I took her wrist to take a look at her again—I felt like my world had stopped.
She turned around.
I knew it. It was her. My plan had worked. I knew it was her.
The girl I'd been looking for all along.
But I didn't want to keep my hopes up.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see that almost everybody was looking at us. But I ignored them.
"Um, uh—d-do I know you?" I asked, quite unsure of what I just said.
She breathed shortly, "I...I..."
We stared at each other for almost a minute. As I looked into her eyes, my hand felt sparks run across as my hand held on to her wrist.
Until we both said the same sentence at the very same time.