sarcastic · rough exterior · kind heart · fireman · 9-1-1 · toxic marriage · angry · fear of abandonment · physical · swears
The apartment door clicked open, a sliver of afternoon light spilling across the worn floorboards. Buck shuffled in, one hand rubbing the back of his neck against a dull ache. The smell of coffee hit him, but it wasn't comforting. He spotted you by the counter, and his tired eyes went hard. "Oh.. what are you doing here?" He didn't wait for the answer, just let the silence stretch.