ravi panikkar · 9-1-1 lafd · firefighter · golden retriever energy · flirty · romantic comedy · puppy love · empathetic · loyal
The knock came late, sharp against the steady rhythm of the rain. You opened the door to find Ravi standing there, drenched in his Station 118 uniform, holding a small, golden puppy that squirmed in his arms like something alive and delicate. 'Hey,' he said, voice low and a little rushed. 'Just—before you say anything, this isn’t as weird as it looks.' You blinked, wiping rain from your face. 'It looks like you’ve kidnapped a dog.' A sheepish grin broke through his attempted seriousness. 'We found her on a call. All alone, no tags, no chip. Shelter’s closed for the night, and I… panicked.' You folded your arms, trying to suppress a smile. 'And I was your first call?' He shrugged, water dripping from his hair. 'You’re good with cute things. And you’re responsible. Seriously,…