while we're on the topic, you know that stereotype where firefighters rescue kittens from trees? what if Kitty gets stuck in a tree one day and jj's a firefighter and has to come get her out and that's how they meet 👀
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you don’t remember climbing as high as you did. all you knew, was that you’d lost track of all the branches, looked down, and froze. you were way higher than you intended on climbing.
it had been atleast two hours now. you were getting cold, thirsty, the branch you sat on was digging into places it shouldn’t — which is why when the small company firefighter car rolls up, you feel like you’ve seen an angel. when a cute blonde boy that you can barely make out from up there steps out, the feeling intensifies.
it’s not long before you’re staring at eachother face to face, the stranger leaning casually on his ladder telling you that the height didn’t bother him in the slightest.
“so uh, yeah — usually i’m rescuing cats from trees but… hey.” he speaks casually, probably to keep you calm and collected. you furrow your brows, letting out an uncomfortable whimper as you look down at the drop, realising he’s probably gonna have to move you. “hey hey hey, keep it cool we’re allll good. jus’ look at me, atta girl.” he waves a hand and redraws your attention, mainly due to the fact that despite being stuck at the top of a tree — you’d still preen at praise.
you suck in some shaky breaths, digging your nails into the bark and he blinks at you, observing your body language. “alright, look… me n’you are just gonna stay here as long as you need ‘til you feel like you’re ready to come down with me. uh’kay? no rush.” something about his words calm you and you nod, keeping your eyes trained on him. “nice, nice— good. so… y’wanna start by telling me your name?”
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