Luckily, Leo was able to make it through the day Jason-free. He had been happy about it. He'd needed some time to think.
Then Jason had found him in Bunker 9 again, waiting right outside the door, eyebrows raised.
Leo was instantly anxious and nervous but tried to keep his cool.
"Did you need something, man?" He asked, opening the Bunker.
"I just wanted to see you-"
But Jason was cut off mid-sentence by Festus, who spewed fire out.
"NO, FESTUS!"
Leo jumped in front of Jason, having been fire proof, and was left panting a bit once the fire died.
"BAD DRAGON!"
Festus creaked and groaned and Leo instantly understood what he was saying.
"Oh...I see."
He scratched the back of his head and gave the mechinal dragon a nervous smile.
"What did he say?"
Leo squeaked. He'd forgotten Jason was there. His crush was there.
"He said something in him is, uh, a bit off. I've got to go and take a look."
"Ok." Jason told him, smiling.
******
About an hour later, covered in grease and sweat, Leo had fixed the problem with Festus. He hoped off the dragon, letting Jason help in his landing as he used the winds, and Leo wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Jason was staring, his cheeks a little red. Leo turned a little pink in the face but tried to ignore him. He stalked over to a table and placed the tools on its surface. He went to walk away so he could clean himself of the grease, but Jason pinned him, both his arms placed on the wall behind them.
Leo's breath hitched, and he lost his cool, turning as red as the strawberries in the fields. He turned his head away, not wanting to get lost in Jason's eyes.
Jason-the devil-chuckled.
"Aw, come on, don't be like that."
He used one hand to gently grab Leo's chin, and pull it toward him, forcing them to look at each other.
Leo found himself staring at Jason's lips.
Jason took it as some sign, and leaned in, smirking.
Then, they shared a warm, passionate kiss.