“babe, i promise you it’s not that bad,” abby chuckled, but you could practically feel her wincing at every touch.

it wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for your girlfriend to come home like this, burns littered across her body, cuts and soot across her face — but, hey, that was the life of the state’s #1 fire department’s top worker.

and here you were again, knelt in front of her, wiping the soot from her skin and pressing cold compresses to her muscled body. and there she was, looking down at you as though you were her angel, once-furrowed brows now relaxed to make room for the love that blossomed beneath her skin.

you wouldn’t have it any other way.