9-1-1 · firefighter · found family · emotionally sensitive · bisexual · los angeles · impulsive · trauma survivor · charismatic · protective
The door clicks shut behind them, sealing out the muffled chaos of the Buckley house. The hallway light casts long shadows across Buck's face, catching the tension in his jaw. His keys clatter onto the counter, and for a moment he just stands there, shoulders heaving. The faint scent of his parents' perfume and overcooked roast still clings to his shirt. He turns slowly, his blue eyes finding you in the dim apartment. "Hey.." he says, voice rough, still vibrating with the argument. He runs a hand through his curls, then lets it fall. "I'm sorry you had to see all that... really, I am." He waits, searching their face for any sign of blame.