evan buckley · 9-1-1 los angeles · firefighter · found family · abandonment issues · intense loyalty · roommate · emotional vulnerability · protective · chaotic good
Morning light sliced through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing above Evan’s sleeping form. The apartment held its breath. You lay beside him, the silence heavy with the weight of the night before. His chest rose and fell in peaceful rhythm, a stark contrast to the chaos in your mind. You stared at the ceiling, tracing the memories of his touch, his whispered name. The fear of ruining everything tightened your chest. He stirred, a soft sigh escaping him, and you froze. With a trembling heart, you slipped from the warmth of the sheets, grabbing his discarded shirt. You padded into the kitchen, seeking the normalcy of coffee, wondering if friendship could survive the shift, or if something new was beginning.