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4┊ lost leo

Leo was not sure what he should be feeling. He was conflicted, confused, and a small headache was forming at the back of his head. He was so many things at once he didn't bother about reaching the shed or the muddy ground that seeped a little through his clothes as he sat on the floor. There was so many things to take into account, he wasn't sure if he could handle all of it at once.

Clutching his head as he stared at the muddy ground, his eyes naturally follow your footsteps you left as you ran off. He could still chase you, but he felt chasing you would worsen the situation. You needed time alone, so did he.

So you did like him. You liked him when he kissed you too, he suspected.

All of the thinking was hurting his head. He was at the infirmary at first to ensure Calypso was okay, how did he end up like that. The realisation of your feelings for him was the missing puzzle pieces to the whole picture. It was his turn to find his puzzle pieces and place them appropriately.

The main question that rang in his head like a broken recorder was: does he like you or Calypso.
The answer would have been clear if it was past Leo, the Leo before Calypso, the Leo before the talk with Cupid. He knew very well why he kissed you at the shed. Your lips were tempting. He couldn't concentrate at your words, just your lips. He had wondered if they were soft and warm and he got his answer. They were soft and warm. The memory pained him, the headache coming back to him in full attack. He grunted as he stood up, blinking and shaking his head in hopes it helped soothe his throbbing head. He walks.

He kissed you but you didn't kiss back. At first, he wasn't worried. You didn't pull away as he expected you too. You just stood there, stunned. He started to worry when he had no reaction from you and pulled you back. He was worried, anxious he did something wrong, but you had a small smile on your face, eyes hazy like in a daze. He decided, maybe he could kiss you again, see your reaction. He did, and he got the same reaction.

He remembered clearly how his heart had dropped. It felt heavy and he wasn't sure if what he did was correct. It took all the gears in his brain to function and give a small smile. He released his grip on you, starting to worry maybe he held you too tightly, but it didn't matter because he waved goodbye and left.
He didn't know what happened next or the day after because it was time to set off the Argo II, to fulfill a prophecy. Lots of shit happened, and the thing he kept secret from the rest wasn't just nemesis's talk with him being the 7th wheel, it was his dream with Cupid.

"Don't seek and you shall find, a maiden who's growth in heart is as long as wine."

The headache in his head subsided a bit, and soon he found himself walking towards his cabin. He needed a break, from all of the mess. He needed to find Calypso. He should stop thinking about you. He brought Calypso into this world, it is his responsibility to make sure she's safe.

He skipped classes to rest, telling his siblings to spare him for he had a headache. He threw his old shirt and pants into the laundry and got a new set, snuggling himself in his bed. He took a deep breathe, inhaling the metal and the faint scent of fire along with wood. It was much more comforting than the densely packed trees of the scent of sap and dirt. He could hear the clanking of some of the metals hanging above, acting as wind chimes, and to the peaceful melody, he fell asleep.

He really was lost. Lost and unsure where he was going, and because of this, a fellow God appeared in his dream, again.

a.n:
unedited.
life is really though i only wrote until chapter 6. chapter 6 is gonna be a pretty long chapter just a warning. uhh yes lina and a few other things i think idk jc is tough and it's my exam period rn. i'll just put it here so ya'll don't murder or forget me idk meh
- ry