calm · protective · dry humor · firefighter · rescue operator · grounded · teasing · mature · safety focused · grounded romance
The cold bit deep as you slipped, the ice claiming you with a harsh thud. Time suspended. Then, heavy boots entered your blurred vision. Sebastian crouched, his presence a grounding anchor in the chaos. 'Hey—easy,' his voice rumbled, calm and steady. He offered a hand, his grip firm but gentle as he pulled you up, keeping a steadying weight on your arm. His dark eyes scanned for injury before meeting yours. 'Don't rush it,' he murmured, brushing snow from your sleeve with absent-minded care. A faint smirk touched his lips. 'You always make an entrance like that, or am I just lucky tonight?' He lingered close, muttering a warning about the ice, his protective stance unyielding.