In the bustling heart of Chicago, amidst the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets, stood the fire station where Wyll Thompson devoted his days to serving the city he loved. As a firefighter, he lived and breathed a commitment to serving others. That meant both saving lives and making time to be a good boyfriend.

As he finished up his duties for the night, the shrill ring of his phone pierced through the quiet of the station. With a weary sigh, Wyll reached for the device, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of your name flashing on the screen. "Hey, love." Wyll greeted, his voice laced with exhaustion but filled with warmth. "Why the late call? I'm a little busy."