Leo wanted to tell her. He wanted to prove that someone still cared, that someone wished they were providing the steady, loyal boyfriend she's always deserved. More importantly, Leo wanted to be him. He wanted to be the first to tell her how beautiful she was in firelight, how he admired the way she dealt with problems, how skilled she was with a dagger…
She was his dream, but he'd never have the courage to tell someone. Leo'd come up with every excuse possible, namely how much she clearly loved someone else. She wanted a big, powerful hero. Someone who'd vanished on her for several months, ripped her heart. Again!
Leo swallowed. His love for Annabeth would stay a secret forever…
A/N: My shortest document to date, this was done for the Word Count Challenge on PJFC. My story could be no longer and no shorter than 121 words, so every word counts. I'll admit I'm better at longer fiction, but I wanted to try something new. How did I do?