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TK's exhausted from the day, and he's grateful Carlos is driving them home. He rests his head against his seat and dozes as they move through the quiet streets back to their loft.
TK loves and hates living so to downtown Austin. Being close to the nightlife, restaurants, and coffee shops is great, but after a long day he wishes for the quiet neighborhood where he lived with his father.
He feels Carlos' hand on his shoulder and he opens his eyes to see they're in the parking garage of their building. Carlos gives him a small smile and says, "Let's get you upstairs."
The elevator ride is quiet and the swoosh of the loft door opening is a welcomed relief. TK drops his bag at the door and toes off his shoes before walking over to Lou's tank to say hello.
He's too exhausted to take Lou out and rub his back like he likes to do after a shift to let Lou know he's the best boy.
He makes it to the bedroom and sits on the end of the bed before it becomes to much. The adrenaline wore off long ago and what's left is the very real emotions that he almost died. He sees the tears fall onto the floor more then feels them and he can't help the sob that leaves his lips.
He feels Carlos put his arms around him and he leans into his husband.
"I've got you," Carlos whispers into his ear, "I've got you."
He doesn't know how long he cries but his throat is raw and his eyes hurt from the tears.
"I'm sorry," he whispers and wipes at his eyes.
"For what?" Carlos asks.
"Getting snot on your shirt," TK replies, "I don't know where that came from."
"You had a big day."
"I didn't think we were going to make it," TK confesses, "We were in this classroom and there was no way out. Nancy had covered all the windows and we used our jackets to cover the cracks under the door but it wasn't enough. I had to sit there and listen to Tommy tell Wyatt her safe lock combo and to tell Judd to take care of her girls. We weren't supposed to make it out."
Carlos' arms tighten around his husband.
"I thought some stupid little room fan was going to help keep the gas out. I was so scared," TK continues on, "Then as fast it came it over. The wind changed and we were safe."
Carlos kisses the top of head, "I was scared too. I had to pretend like everything was okay for the girls, but I was checking my phone every 5 seconds for updates."
"I can't imagine," TK says, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Life of being married to a first responder," Carlos replies.
TK chuckles at that. He pulls away from Carlos' arms and sits up. He wipes at his eyes again, "I'm exhausted."
"Let's get you into bed," Carlos says. He stands up and grabs TK's hands to pull him up with him. He pulls at TK's shirt to get it over his head. His hands go down to unbutton TK's jeans and then pushes them to the floor. He bends down to kneel and take off TK's socks next.
TK just stands there and let's Carlos take care of him. He's too sleepy to do much else. Carlos pushes him over to his side of the bed and pulls the duvet up to let TK settle into bed. TK curls onto his side and his eyes close once his head hits the pillow.
Carlos pulls up the covers and TK cuddles into the sheets more.
Carlos makes quick work of his clothes and gets into the other side of the bed. He curls onto his side and he feels TK move around until he's close enough that Carlos reaches out and pulls him close. He holds his husband close and breathes in his scent as he falls asleep.