#Tarlos Fanfiction One-shots

Threads of Fate

The firehouse was abuzz with activity as TK and his team prepared for their next shift. Laughter echoed in the halls, but an undercurrent of tension lingered in the air. Recent calls had been intense, and everyone could feel the weight of the job.

As TK geared up, he caught Carlos's eye. Carlos, a dedicated police officer, often stopped by the firehouse during his shifts. They shared a special bond, and TK felt a sense of comfort whenever Carlos was near.

"Be careful out there," Carlos said, placing a reassuring hand on TK's shoulder. "You know I worry about you."

"Always the overprotective boyfriend," TK teased, but the warmth in his voice was genuine. "I'll be fine. Just another day at the office."

The Call

Later that evening, a massive fire broke out in a warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The crew rushed to the scene, adrenaline pumping. As they arrived, thick smoke billowed into the night sky, and the flames licked hungrily at the structure.

TK felt the familiar rush of excitement mixed with apprehension. They began evacuating the nearby buildings and working to contain the fire. In the chaos, TK spotted a familiar face among the crowd—Carlos, who had responded to the scene as part of his patrol unit.

"TK! Be careful!" Carlos shouted, concern etched across his face.

But just as TK turned to acknowledge Carlos, an explosion ripped through the warehouse, sending debris flying. TK instinctively dove to shield a nearby civilian, but the force knocked him unconscious.

At the Hospital

Carlos felt his heart drop when he saw TK being unconscious. TK had been injured in the explosion and was being rushed to the hospital. Panic surged through him as he drove, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.

When he arrived at the hospital, he found the emergency room bustling with doctors and nurses. TK was in surgery, and the weight of uncertainty settled heavily on Carlos's shoulders.

Hours passed like an eternity. Finally, a doctor emerged, his expression serious. "We were able to stabilize him, but he's in critical condition. He sustained significant injuries, and we need to monitor him closely."

Carlos's heart sank. "Can I see him?"

The doctor nodded, leading Carlos to TK's room. The sight of TK lying unconscious, tubes and monitors surrounding him, made Carlos's heart ache. He gently took TK's hand, hoping his presence would somehow reach him.

"TK, please wake up," Carlos whispered, tears brimming in his eyes. "I need you. You're my everything."

The Fight for Life

Days turned into a blur as Carlos stayed by TK's side. The medical team worked tirelessly, but TK remained unresponsive. Carlos spoke to him every day, recounting stories, sharing memories, and pouring out his heart.

"Remember that time we got lost on our way to the lake?" Carlos recalled one evening, holding TK's hand tightly. "You insisted you knew the way, but we ended up in that tiny diner. Best pancakes ever, right? Come on, TK. I need you to come back to me."

As the days dragged on, Carlos felt his hope waning. He refused to leave the hospital, drawing strength from his love for TK. He wore the same shirt TK had given him, hoping it would somehow keep their connection alive.

The Turning Point

On the fifth day, Carlos was exhausted but determined. He sat in the dim light of the room, recounting all the moments they had shared. Suddenly, he noticed a flicker of movement from TK's eyelids.

"TK?" Carlos's heart raced. "Can you hear me? Please, open your eyes."

To his amazement, TK's eyes fluttered open, though they were unfocused and filled with confusion. "Carlos?" he murmured, his voice weak.

Carlos felt a wave of relief wash over him. "I'm here, I'm right here. You're safe."

TK tried to smile, but it turned into a grimace as pain shot through him. "What happened?"

"You were in an explosion," Carlos explained gently. "But you're going to be okay. You're strong, and I'm right here."

The Road to Recovery

The days following TK's awakening were challenging but filled with hope. He underwent multiple surgeries and began the long journey to recovery. Carlos never left his side, helping him with physical therapy and providing encouragement.

"Just one more step, TK. You can do it," Carlos urged during a particularly tough session.

TK gritted his teeth, pushing through the pain. "With you by my side, I can do anything."

As weeks passed, TK slowly regained his strength. They celebrated small victories together, and their bond deepened even further.

The Homecoming

Finally, the day came when TK was discharged from the hospital. As they walked out together, Carlos wrapped his arm around TK's shoulders, a protective gesture that made TK feel safe.

"I can't believe I'm finally out of there," TK said, a mix of relief and gratitude in his voice.

Carlos smiled, his heart swelling with love. "You're a fighter, and I'm so proud of you. You're not alone in this. We'll face everything together."

"Always," TK replied, leaning in for a kiss. "Thank you for being my rock."

As they stepped into the sunlight, hand in hand, they knew they could overcome any obstacle as long as they had each other.

*****

Months later, TK and Carlos found themselves at the lake, revisiting their favorite diner. As they sat at the same table, TK looked at Carlos and smiled.

"Best pancakes ever, right?" he joked, remembering their lost adventure.

Carlos chuckled, his heart full. "And the best memories."

In that moment, they knew their love had been tested, but it had only grown stronger. Together, they were unbreakable, ready to face whatever life had in store.

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