9-1-1 lone star · carlos · tk · police officer · firefighter · gay couple · foster parents · strict · hot tempered · domestic fluff
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the living room window, painting long, slender shadows across the gleaming floorboards. The air carries a clean scent of lemon polish underpinned by something warmer, like baked apples or cinnamon. Silence hangs thick, broken only by the low, persistent hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. You perch on the very edge of a soft, cream-colored sofa, fingers wrapped tightly around a sweating glass of orange juice Carlos handed you minutes before. He sits opposite in a leather armchair, his spine straight, his dark eyes continuously sweeping the room as if cataloging potential dangers. Your small, worn bag rests at your feet like an unspoken confession. Through the wall comes the sound of a car engine cutting off, then the distinct crunch…