Gotta love a man in uniform
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,668
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited."
Gotta love a man in uniform
I have a new story, which was inspired by my brother-in-law, the smexy fireman.
Anway I hope everyone enjoys!
Ch. 1
"So this is how it ends; Always thought I'd go out with a bang" The boy's nose twitched as the smell of smoke became more pronounced in the small room. His pale eyes focused on the window to left of his bed. He thought about jumping out the window, but he figured even if the fire didn't kill him the six stories of falling most definitely would. So he sat in the middle of the bed, moving his eyes to look at the door, patiently waiting for it to become engulfed in flames, thus sealing his fate. His mind began to wander thinking about how mad his lab partner will be when he doesn't show up for tomorrow's dissection or who's going to feed his prized goldfish, Burger. He could almost laugh at all the stupid things that ran through his mind right before he was about to die.
"Anyone in here?" A gruff voice yelled through the other side of the boys door. His head shot up at the sound. He was saved! He heard a loud thud against the door a few times till it gave way to the heavy pounding.
"Thank God, I'm saved!" The boy looked up at the fireman that now stood in his doorway, but that's not all he looked at. He peered behind the large body expecting to find the fires of Hell in his own living room. There was no flames, no smoldering heat, just smoke. He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a large hand wrap around his wrist and rip him from his bed.
"What the Hell are you doing? Are you an idiot?!" The boy's eyebrows narrowed in confusion, what was going on.
"Thank God your neighbor called before anything bad could happen."
"Sir, it seems like a case of burnt cookies." Standing in the doorway was another fireman holding a once gray tray of charred cookies. The man holding the boy only tightened his grip at the other fireman's words.
"God, idiots like you need to put away. Not only could you have killed yourself, but the entire floor of people and possibly more. How the hell could you go to sleep while the ovens on!"
"Oven?" The boy didn't remember every turning on his oven in the past week let alone tonight.
"Yes, the thing that cooks and heats up food. You know that there could be a real emergency tonight that needs my assistance, but I'm stuck with an idiot who doesn't known to handle kitchen appliances."
"Umm sir." The fireman stopped his ranting to turn his partner.
"What!?"
"We found this by the oven." The angry man snatched the slightly torn piece of paper from the other man's hands. The man couldn't make out the writing with his helmet impairing his vision, so he threw the offending piece of uniform onto a nearby dresser. He brushed his dark hair from his eyes and began to read the girly writing that was scribbled on the paper.
"Hey, lov',
I put you some cookies in the oven for you when you wake up. I set the alarm on the oven to go off when there done.
hugs and kisses
---Jesse"
"Man you need to get a new girlfriend; It seems like this one is trying to kill you." Despite having the fireman yelling at him a minute ago, the boy couldn't help but laugh.
"You have no idea. I'm very relieved that there was no actually fire involve." The boy pause for a second. "Good thing I didn't jump."
"Wait, what?"
"I figured there was a raging fire outside my door so I was debating jumping out the window."
"Didn't you check to see if the doorknob has to hot to use?"
"Never crossed my mind, I was to busy thinking of burger." The fireman's eye's narrowed at the boy.
" You were worried over burgers?"
"No my goldfish, Burger" The boy pointed to the other side of his room to a little fish bowl. Not wanting to hear another word out of the boy he had determine to be a fucking moron, the fireman made his way out of the room. Over his shoulder he called for his partner to follow him out of the room.
"We'll fill an accident report for your kitchen for the smoke damage. You can check with your insurance company in the next few days." With that the two fireman left his apartment, leaving the boy once again alone.
He made his way back to his room, the truly traumatizing incident had made him extremely tired. As he once again climbed into his bed, his eyes fell upon his dresser. On the edge of his dresser sat the slightly battered fire helmet. He rose out of his bed to retirve the hat. Along the brim it read Matt Burns. The boy smiled; what an appropriate name for a fireman.
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Sorry for any spelling errors, my spell check still isn't working., but I tried to catch all the mistakes.
Please RXR
Anway I hope everyone enjoys!
Ch. 1
"So this is how it ends; Always thought I'd go out with a bang" The boy's nose twitched as the smell of smoke became more pronounced in the small room. His pale eyes focused on the window to left of his bed. He thought about jumping out the window, but he figured even if the fire didn't kill him the six stories of falling most definitely would. So he sat in the middle of the bed, moving his eyes to look at the door, patiently waiting for it to become engulfed in flames, thus sealing his fate. His mind began to wander thinking about how mad his lab partner will be when he doesn't show up for tomorrow's dissection or who's going to feed his prized goldfish, Burger. He could almost laugh at all the stupid things that ran through his mind right before he was about to die.
"Anyone in here?" A gruff voice yelled through the other side of the boys door. His head shot up at the sound. He was saved! He heard a loud thud against the door a few times till it gave way to the heavy pounding.
"Thank God, I'm saved!" The boy looked up at the fireman that now stood in his doorway, but that's not all he looked at. He peered behind the large body expecting to find the fires of Hell in his own living room. There was no flames, no smoldering heat, just smoke. He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt a large hand wrap around his wrist and rip him from his bed.
"What the Hell are you doing? Are you an idiot?!" The boy's eyebrows narrowed in confusion, what was going on.
"Thank God your neighbor called before anything bad could happen."
"Sir, it seems like a case of burnt cookies." Standing in the doorway was another fireman holding a once gray tray of charred cookies. The man holding the boy only tightened his grip at the other fireman's words.
"God, idiots like you need to put away. Not only could you have killed yourself, but the entire floor of people and possibly more. How the hell could you go to sleep while the ovens on!"
"Oven?" The boy didn't remember every turning on his oven in the past week let alone tonight.
"Yes, the thing that cooks and heats up food. You know that there could be a real emergency tonight that needs my assistance, but I'm stuck with an idiot who doesn't known to handle kitchen appliances."
"Umm sir." The fireman stopped his ranting to turn his partner.
"What!?"
"We found this by the oven." The angry man snatched the slightly torn piece of paper from the other man's hands. The man couldn't make out the writing with his helmet impairing his vision, so he threw the offending piece of uniform onto a nearby dresser. He brushed his dark hair from his eyes and began to read the girly writing that was scribbled on the paper.
"Hey, lov',
I put you some cookies in the oven for you when you wake up. I set the alarm on the oven to go off when there done.
hugs and kisses
---Jesse"
"Man you need to get a new girlfriend; It seems like this one is trying to kill you." Despite having the fireman yelling at him a minute ago, the boy couldn't help but laugh.
"You have no idea. I'm very relieved that there was no actually fire involve." The boy pause for a second. "Good thing I didn't jump."
"Wait, what?"
"I figured there was a raging fire outside my door so I was debating jumping out the window."
"Didn't you check to see if the doorknob has to hot to use?"
"Never crossed my mind, I was to busy thinking of burger." The fireman's eye's narrowed at the boy.
" You were worried over burgers?"
"No my goldfish, Burger" The boy pointed to the other side of his room to a little fish bowl. Not wanting to hear another word out of the boy he had determine to be a fucking moron, the fireman made his way out of the room. Over his shoulder he called for his partner to follow him out of the room.
"We'll fill an accident report for your kitchen for the smoke damage. You can check with your insurance company in the next few days." With that the two fireman left his apartment, leaving the boy once again alone.
He made his way back to his room, the truly traumatizing incident had made him extremely tired. As he once again climbed into his bed, his eyes fell upon his dresser. On the edge of his dresser sat the slightly battered fire helmet. He rose out of his bed to retirve the hat. Along the brim it read Matt Burns. The boy smiled; what an appropriate name for a fireman.
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Sorry for any spelling errors, my spell check still isn't working., but I tried to catch all the mistakes.
Please RXR