Completed work of 50k words in seven chapters, with updates on Sundays and Wednesdays.I’ll update here when the next chapter is posted.
Sparks and splashes fly when TK and Carlos each take up swimming while they recover from workplace injuries.
(A season one ‘canon compliant AU’ - meaning everything is as canon as possible…except the parts that aren’t…)
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Carlos touches the shallow end of the pool and stops, allowing himself the time to look back. Appearing slightly fuzzy and gleaming through Carlos’ goggles, TK sits on the edge at the deep end, palms splayed flat on the tiles, legs dangling in the water and kicking softly. He raises a hand, waving to beckon Carlos back.
There’s something so sweet about the gesture, Carlos’ stomach flutters. He has to stop himself from smiling as he swims towards TK. He peers through his goggles at the sharpening sight of TK’s feet under the water, the way he moves them in a circular motion. Carlos keeps his head under and grabs TK’s foot playfully. TK howls, elated.
“I knew you were going to do that, and it still scared me,” TK says, his voice squeaky through his rolling laughter.
Suddenly it feels to Carlos like he’s known TK forever – like they’re best friends from school days, kids at play. TK kicks up, splashing water over Carlos’ shoulder. There’s a hunger in his eyes that Carlos tries to mirror. They hold it for a few seconds before they have to look away
Wounded while on separate calls and each slowly recovering, Officer Carlos Reyes and Firefighter TK Strand started to believe they were simply ‘ships passing in the night’ since their dance and a passionate hook up at the honky-tonk months ago. But after a chance encounter, can they pick up where they left off?
So when the ground shifts beneath our feet and the storms rage around us, it’s all these people that provide relief and offer shelter. This is how we save ourselves, by saving each other, because nobody, not anybody, has ever been saved alone.
