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Thoma: Burnt Foundation

Thoma fire fighter x reader romantically (Y/N has a younger sibling that is mentioned around in this)

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"Ahhhh!" I screamed. My little sibling left the stove on, and now my kitchen's quickly spreading on fire. I run up stairs and grab a bag, I shove my most important possessions inside. I then run downstairs to my sleeping dog. I cough through the fire as I grab my dog and run out of the door. I pull my phone out of my back pocket and dial the fire department.

"Hello! How can I help you?" A chipper male voice answers.

"My house is burning down as we speak." I say.

"Your address?" The voice answers back. I provide the information and sirens drive down my neighborhood.

The fire fughters take care of my house while the cheif checks on me with my shaken dog.
"How did this happen?" I look to see the tall man with blonde hair and green eyes, and a muscular build under his uniform. My attraction was making me giddy, like a flustered teen. Eventually I break out of my thoughts to answer back. The man seemed to be taken back by my slight smile. He smiles back. His smile is the most precious thing I've ever seen.

"My sibling came over. They left my stove on." As I answer, his expression becomes puzzled.

"And you didn't turn it off?" He asks like a genuine question and not a smartass comment. His kindness makes me want to cry tears.

"I didn't know it was still on. And she was already gone." I answer back.

"Where did they go?" He asks.

"Off with their partner." I shrugged, not wanting the talk about them. My sibling always got more attention than me growing up. I'm not about to give them more attention, when they're not even in the room.

"Umm. Are you going to have a place to stay at?" He asks.

"I'll probably call my sibling and their partner." I sighed.

"Well, if you need any help. You can always count on me." He says with a comforting smile, that makes me smile back subconsciously.

"What's your name, Sir?" I ask.

"I'll be your new buddy, Thoma!" He says back while hands on his hips. That waist looks a little too grabable.

"Thoma? Like Thomas?" I ask. Thoma then drops his hands from his hips and turns serious.

"No. Not Thomas." He says. He then smiles and laughs.
"Thoma!" Oh! He's a playful, friendly guy. I laugh awkwardly and then smile, hoping I haven't made things too awkward. He smile back, as if to make me feel better.

"It was nice talking to you, Thoma." I say with a polite smile.

"You too!..." Thoma starts and then trails off. Then it hits me. I never gave him my name.

"Y/N." I interject for him.

"Nice name." He says.

"Thanks." I answer back. He nods with a soft hmmm. It's nice talking to Thoma.
But now I don't know what to do...

"If only we met in a different situation." Thoma sighs playfully.

"Yeah. Maybe we could keep in contact?" I suggest in the same vibe of his energy.

"Yeah! That'd be cool." Thoma says. He smiles and looks away shyly with a blush.

We exchange numbers after that. And I was left with a burnt house, and a melted heart.
Wait. My house burnt down.