Work Text:
Ray and Peter trudged back into the firehouse, holding a smoking trap. The moon was out, and the firehouse was more quiet than usual, as most were either at home (Janice) or in their beds in the sleeping quarters. The job was insanely stressful, jam-packed full of high-level chaos-making ghosts, old people who think that they are there for money, and don’t believe that ghosts are real, and the cherry on top, they ended up not getting back home until about 12:30 at night.
Ray was tired, so was Peter, but someone had to empty the trap safely, and quite frankly, Peter did not have the know-how. So, ever the gentleman, Ray bid his goodnights to Peter and trudged down the seemingly never-ending stairs to put the ghost in the containment system. Pulling the lever, he muttered softly to himself, "Light is green, the trap is clean."
The bright green light above the custom-made containment system indicated the two troublesome chaos-making ghosts had been sucked into the containment system and were now stored there safely.
Now that the trap was officially empty, Ray couldn't get his mind off of (Y/N), his beautiful partner, who was probably asleep upstairs, and how much he wanted to get one of their cuddles right now. They were in the middle of watching a sci-fi film, Dune, which Ray had said he wanted to watch to see if anything was scientifically possible. They were actually in the depths of an argument about whether or not Paul's shield system would work when the ear-splitting sound of the alarm signaling that they had a call interrupted them. Ray had leaned down to kiss (Y/N), begrudgingly bidding them goodbye, muttering a soft "Sorry Bear, but duty calls."
Dragging himself back up the stairs, he walked up to the equipment locker and began the tedious process of taking off the nuclear equipment strapped to his back and putting it in the designated spot. Once he managed to get the proton pack off, he took off the used uniform and put it in the pile only for their uniforms (their uniforms went through hell and were dragged back by the seams, they typically then were slimed so it, understandably, took more than industrial-grade detergent to make it look tip-top again).
Now only dressed in his black undershirt and underwear, he searched around for the sweatpants he kept in here for this exact situation, eventually, he found them unceremoniously dumped on the floor, and fell over while trying to put them on slipped them on. Finally dressed, and with nothing else left that he need to, he made his way to the sleeping quarters.
He opened the door softly, as not to awaken anyone who might be asleep inside. He was met with the soft sounds of Peter snoring, who had already passed out on the bed. Walking carefully over to his and (Y/N)'s shared bed, he slipped under the covers, moving slowly in hope of not awakening the sleeping beauty next to him.
"Ray? That you?" (Y/N)'s soft, slightly hoarse voice filled the air around them as (Y/N) rolled over, turning to face Ray. The sight of Ray, hair all messy, big tired eyes and a soft smile was what greeted (Y/N) when they rolled over, as well as Ray softly kissing them, and of course, who can forget, his iconic greetings only reserved for (Y/N) and only on nights like these, "Hey Bear, sorry I woke you up."
They hummed in response, blinking tiredly while pulling Ray into a soft cuddle, "Not your fault Sunshine, wasn't really 'sleep 'anyway. When did you get back?" Ray pulled them on top of him, automatically causing (Y/N) to bury their head in the crook of his soft neck and snuggle into him more. "'bout 20 minutes ago, had to take care of some stuff before I could come to bed." Once again, (Y/N) hummed, a telltale sign that they were beginning to doze off again, pulling them closer, Ray sighed.
"Do you know how much I love you Bear?" Ray murmured softly into (Y/N)'s ear, he felt them smile softly into their neck, and begin pressing soft kisses to his neck. He reached up, grabbed (Y/N)'s face, and softly pulled them out of his neck. He looked into their eyes, smiling slightly before pulling them into a soft, relatively tired kiss.
They both sighed happily, before cuddling into each other once more. That was how they fell asleep, cuddled into one another, with a soft smile on one another's lips.