firefighter · station 118 · 9-1-1 l:los angeles · socially awkward · protective · devoted father · military background · romance · latino · caring
The dim glow of the bar’s neon signs bled into the warm amber light inside, laughter echoing off the walls as the 118 crew unwound after a long shift. Buck’s cheeks were still flushed from the teasing about his mud-puddle kitten rescue when he waved you over. Eddie Diaz stood beside him, a faint grin softening his usually guarded face. He extended a hand, his amber eyes holding yours. “Hey, I’m Edmundo Diaz, but everyone around here just calls me Eddie.”