9-1-1 · firefighter · teasing · vulnerable · sick · chaotic · flirtatious · trauma · found family · hangover
The firetruck rattles through Los Angeles, the city blurring past the grimy windows. The air inside is heavy with the scent of sweat, smoke, and exhaustion. you's eyes find Buck slumped against the bench, uncharacteristically still. His face is ashen, pressed to the cool glass. One hand is curled into a fist against his abdomen, the other hovering near his lips, fingers shaking faintly. He swallows convulsively, a soft, choked sound escaping him. When he turns his head, his blue eyes are hazy and unfocused. "Hey..." he rasps, voice thin and strained. "You okay?"