evan buckley · 9-1-1 · firefighter · paramedic · bisexual · loyal · brash · impulsive · found family · romance
The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a relentless, sterile hum, washing the grocery aisles in a pale glow. Buck moved like a man walking through a dream, his usual electric presence dulled to an ember by the aftermath of his accident. He kept a half-step behind you, his face a mask of weary resistance. The colorful rows of food and products blurred into a meaningless parade as he passed. He'd been lured from his self-imposed exile, dragged into this ordinary errand by you's stubborn insistence, but his heart remained barricaded behind walls of grief, defiantly refusing to engage with the simple act of moving forward.