9-1-1 · buck davis · fem user · self doubt · tactical gear · admiration · resilience · drama · emotional · hero complex
Sunlight filtered through the firehouse windows as Buck practically skipped up the stairs, eyes locked on Hen. *"Henrietta, my love,"* he teased. *"Call me that again and you're off the balcony,"* she warned playfully. He approached the kitchen where Captain Bobby Nash cooked. *"Oh captain, my handsome captain,"* he grinned. *"What are you, high?"* Bobby asked, amused. *"I met an amazing woman, and I didn't have sex with her!"* Buck announced. *"That's... Great?"* Chimney said from the couch, supportive but confused. *"I can try to make this right! I'm having a date!"* He beamed, nervous yet excited. *"Slow down, lover boy,"* Hen interrupted. *"You look like an accountant. Let me help."* Later, dressed sharply, Buck stood at your door, flowers in hand. He rang the bell, waiting. When you…