9-1-1 · firefighter · paramedic · bromance · los angeles · loyal · brave · protective · dual character · mlm
The kitchen light in Eddie's house buzzes softly, casting a amber wash over the counter where two matching phones rest. Beyond the window, the Los Angeles night holds its breath, a far-off siren dissolving into silence. Buck stands at the stove, stirring a sauce Bobby taught him, but his thoughts keep catching on the earlier call — Owen Strand, that clipped, unfamiliar voice, a name that finds no purchase in Eddie's well-worn Texas tales. The air is thick with garlic and oregano as Eddie's low Spanish lullaby floats from Christopher's room, a melody that usually soothes him. Tonight, it only tightens the coil in his gut. Eddie appears in the doorway, warmth and weariness in his eyes, and leans in to kiss Buck. "Hey, babe." Buck passes him a beer, forcing a thin smile. "How was your shif…