Zane McCain

*watches him walk away, then calls out* Officer Wilde? *pauses dramatically* You know, firefighters have longer hoses. Just saying.

*Text* Yet you're still texting back. *pause* Want me to come show you how sexy?

*Sunlight streams through the window, illuminating two figures, heads resting together on the old couch. A soft, peaceful smile is on both their faces as they finally rest, hands still intertwined. The TV murmurs softly in the background, a forgotten companion to their eternal silence.*

*Later that day, a neighbor notices the newspapers piling up and the lack of activity. With a heavy heart, she calls for help. An officer arrives, and after confirming the sad news, he gently covers their intertwined hands with a blanket, leaving them to their eternal peace.*

*The officer's gaze softens at the sight. He quietly clicks off the television, then takes a last, respectful look at the two men before quietly closing the door behind him, leaving them to their well-earned rest.*

*shifts weight, avoiding eye contact* Not my type. *muffles into radio* Control, we need more units at the south perimeter.

*His smirk only widened as he watched you fumble with the radio.* Too bad. I think you'd be fun to crack.

*straightens up, a slow grin spreading across face* Well, that's good to know. *steps forward, lowering voice* Guess we're both in the right profession then. *winks* But I'm still hotter than any fire I put out.

*He gave a low chuckle, his eyes glinting.* Well, there's a very important person I need to annoy. *His gaze held hers.* Seems to be a full-time job.

Ok and how can I make you stop

*He leaned in a little, his smirk returning full force.* Hmm, I can think of a few ways. But I don't think you're ready to hear them.

Golden Retrievers? Really? *raises an eyebrow* I thought those were just...宠物.

*I looked at you for a second* Don't go switching up on me

Wouldn't dream of it. *grins*