Under The Lights

Seven- Record Lee

"And what was he wearing?" Officer O'Malley asks me another question while i sit at the edge of the ambulance watching the five firefighters try and contain the fire across the street. They aint doing a good job. One of the men is just leaning against the fire truck just watching if you can believe it.

The paramedics did do their job though and checked me out, nothing too serious just some first and second degree burns around my arms which she bandaged up and some smoke inhalation, not severe enough to be admitted to the hospital but their trying to drag me there anyway. The paramedic that cleaned me up is packing her stuff up and the other one is waiting in the drivers seat, chilling i guess.

I try to remember what that weirdo was wearing but all I remember was the two gas cans at his feet. "I dont know, regular jeans and a dark hoodie. Oh his shoes, they were like black rubber boots."

He nods and writes that down, pulling my focus to his white shiny bald head.

"Did you get a good look at the assailants face."

I shake my head and cough into my elbow. Ow, it hurts to bend. Who knew burns could be such a bitch. "He had his hood up but i could tell he was white, a little shorter than me so probably 5'8 or 5'9. Hey what happened to that man that i saved?"

He stops writing and gives me this look that weirdly resembles my father."He was taken to the hospital and i suggest you follow him, it was very reckless to run into that fire without proper gear and training, another minute and you would've been dead."

The part im really worried about are how these burns will affect my tattoos.

"Im fine, really. He was in there way longer than me and had a little limp once i got him out. Did you get his name?"

He nods and turns a couple pages in his note pad. "Hershel Grimes. He dislocated his ankle. He inhaled a lot of smoke and had nastier burns than yours on his legs. Still doesn't mean you shouldn't go to the hospital but i can't force you."

"Are we done with the questions? My dog is still tied to that stop sign over there, i gotta get her." He sighs and gives me a long look before answering. "Yea, we're done." And then he walks off to his police car.

Im about to get up when i hear one of the female firefighters say "Hey look at the shirtless hottie running this way." I pause as i hear her trying to make a joke. "And he looks like he was hand sculpted just for me." she laughs and i hear another one joining her. Really?

Of course im curious and nosey so i hop off the ambulance and walk a couple steps out before following their eyesight down the street and oh my god they were dead right, my eyes of course start at the waistband of those sweats and I probably focus a little too long on those love handles before scaling the abs. One, two, three, four and back down the other side five, six, seven, eight I quietly whistle and cross my arms as I continue perving.

I hear the paramedic behind me say damn but im barely paying attention.

That chest? Those arms? Them biceps damnn. Its only then when i climb my way to his shoulders and i snap my eyes to his do i actually recognize the person, and hes running right towards me.

My jaw actually unhinges but i quickly clamp it shut.

Its fucking Titan.

Thats what hes was hiding under his shirt?

And why is he here?

And why is he shirtless?

I glance over to the firefighters who made his presence first known to me. Their party of two watchers turned into three.