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[tarlos-week-2022]

i love you beary much

1,847 words. rated g. summary: Carlos takes TK to Build-A-Bear to make a bear for Jonah to remember his mom by. for @tarlos-week-2022 day 7 free choice/no prompt.

Carlos enters the bedroom to find TK flopped against the bed, staring vacantly at the ceiling early in the afternoon with AirPods in, which is never a good sign. His heart sinks when he meets TK’s gaze, his green eyes conveying more pain and sorrow than any one person should have to face.

‘What’s on your mind?’ He asks gently, sitting down on the bed and stroking TK’s hair, it’s a small thing, but he knows TK finds it comforting.

‘How unfair it is that Jonah didn’t get to know Mom.’ TK admits, and Carlos feels his heart sink even lower. It’s such an unfair situation, and he can’t do a single thing to change it or make it easier.

‘He’ll know her through you, TK.’ Carlos tries to reassure TK, but he’s said the words so many times he even’s not sure he believes them anymore. Still, he says it because it's worth trying if it might bring any comfort to TK.

‘I have memories of Mom. I have photos and videos with her from every milestone in my life. I have voicemails to listen to whenever I need to hear her voice, but what does Jonah have? Will he even remember her voice?’ TK asks with tears welling in his eyes, and Carlos feels an idea coming together, he’s not sure TK will go for it, but it just might work.

‘Jonah has you. Nobody knew her like you did, and you’ll show him the photos, videos, and voicemails.’

‘But he doesn’t have me! I’m here, and he’s in New York.’ TK snaps at him and immediately looks guilty for doing so. ‘Sorry, Carlos. I didn’t mean to snap. I’m just so–’ TK doesn’t finish his sentence, but Carlos understands and pulls TK into a hug.

‘Get up. We’re going out.’ He tells his fiancé.

‘Carlos, where are we going? I don't really feel like going out,’ TK asks as he sits on the edge of the bed and slips on a pair of sneakers.

‘Just trust me, Tyler.’ Carlos says, taking him by the hand and leading him from the bedroom.

When they stop the car at the first set of lights, TK continues questioning Carlos, and finally wears him down.

‘So are you finally going to tell me where we’re going?’

‘We’re going to Build-A-Bear.’ Carlos admits, nervously awaiting TK’s response.

‘We’re going to Build-A-Bear?’ TK repeats, confused.

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‘Yes. We’re going to make a Gwyneth bear, for Jonah, with a voice box that says “I love you,” from one of your voice mails, so he always has something to know his mother by, and a TK bear, so his brother is always with him.’ Carlos explains. When TK’s eyes light up with joy, and he smiles for the first time all day, Carlos feels euphoric.

‘Have I told you lately that I love you?’ TK asks, taking his fiancé’s hand as they walk through the mall.

‘Once or twice, but I’m always happy for you to say it again,’ Carlos responds. He will never tire of hearing those words from his fiancé.

They walk into the store hand in hand. TK is quick to pick a teddy bear with chocolate brown fur that reminds him of his mom, while Carlos holds two slightly different tan-colored bears up beside his fiancé’s head, trying to color match the bear’s fur to his hair.’

‘Carlos, just pick one. Either of them will be fine.’ TK tells him. Sure, picking between two similar teddy bears is a minor decision to most, but he doesn’t see why that should mean it’s any less important or deserving of care. After all, this bear is for Jonah. It’s an important bear; and more than that, it’s important to Carlos to get it right.

‘This has to be just right, Ty.’ Carlos replies. When it comes to decisions, TK is impulsive; he always has been, and Carlos loves him for it, but he isn’t wired like that. Carlos can’t just make decisions without considering every option's outcome. Carlos is as cautious and considered as TK is impulsive, and he often thinks this is why they work so well: they balance each other out.

‘You’re such a control freak.’ TK replies lovingly.

‘You love it.’ Carlos replies with a smirk.

‘I do.’

‘I think this is the one.’ Carlos states as he places the bear in his left hand back in the container.

‘Ok, we have the bears. Now what?’ TK asks.

‘Now we go to the sound station to add sound and scents to the bears.’ Carlos explains, pointing to the ‘hear me’ sign on the wall above the next station.

‘How do you know so much about this?’ Asks TK, looking curiously at his fiancé.

‘There’s a reason Uncle Carlos is Izzy and Evie’s most requested babysitter.’

‘Are you ready to record the voicemail message?’ Carlos asks, and TK nods but reaches out his hand for Carlos to hold.

‘I miss you so much, my sweet boy. Be safe. I love you more than you’ll ever know.’ Gwyn’s voice plays out clearly through the speaker. If Carlos didn’t know better, he would think she was standing right here. Carlos wraps an arm around him reassuringly when he sees the pain in TK's expression.

‘Are we going to put sound in the other one?’ TK asks.

‘Yes. It won’t be a TK bear if it doesn’t have your voice.’ Carlos tells him, and TK sighs.

‘What if it had a message from both of us? He needs to know his uncle Carlos loves him too.’ TK suggests, and hearing himself referred to as Uncle to TK’s brother before they’re even married makes Carlos feel warm and fuzzy. He nods. They each record a message for each of the bear’s paws.

‘Your big brother TK loves you so very much, Jonah.’ TK records on the message box that will go in the bear’s left paw.

‘Uncle Carlos loves you.’ After much deliberation, Carlos settles on a message that’s simple and straight to the point. He also selects a lavender scent that reminds him of TK’s shampoo to add to the bear.

They take their bears to the “Stuff Me” station, where an employee with red hair and a name tag reading Em greets them. The Gwyn bear is the first to receive stuffing.

‘Give it a hug and see how it feels. I can put more stuffing in if you’d like.’ Em tells TK, holding the now plush bear out towards him.

‘Uh, it’s actually for my little brother… I’m sure it’ll be fine like this,’ TK replies awkwardly, hesitating to accept the bear.

‘Just hug the bear, TK.’ Carlos tells him, taking the bear and handing it to his fiancé. As TK hugs the bear, a few tears begin to roll down his cheeks. Carlos squeezes his hand reassuringly while thinking over an idea in his head.

‘This is the perfect amount.’ TK says, releasing the bear from his arms.

‘Fantastic, now we just need to pop a heart inside. For kids, there's a whole ceremony where you kiss the heart and make a wish, so if you’d like to do that, go right ahead.’ Em tells them. TK selects a red satin heart, holding it in his hand for a moment before handing it to the employee to place inside the bear.

‘Alright, she’s all done. Onto the next bear.’ Em tells TK as she stitches up the back of the bear and hands it back to him.

When it’s Carlos’ turn to choose a heart for the TK bear, he holds it in his hand. Although he feels childish doing so, Carlos makes a wish that the bear brings Jonah as much comfort and joy as TK has brought into his own life.

They move on to dressing their bears. For the Gwyneth bear, TK selects a sweater that reminds him of one his mother often wore and a sensible skirt. Carlos dresses the TK bear in a grey hoodie, which elicits an eye roll from his fiancé, and he also picks out an EMT uniform and a fireman’s uniform.

‘A hoodie, really, Carlos?’ TK says as Carlos sits down at the computer beside him to make the bear a birth certificate.

‘Tyler, a hoodie is as much a uniform for you as your EMT uniform. It’s not a bad thing.’ Carlos tells him truthfully. He loves TK’s hoodie obsession, though, at times, he’d rather there wasn’t a hoodie draped over every chair in their loft.

‘I wear other clothes too.’ TK protests.

‘There hasn’t been a day this week you haven’t worn a hoodie. You’re wearing a hoodie now.’ Carlos points out, and TK looks down at his pink hoodie.

As they’re paying for their bears, Carlos can’t help but notice TK look longingly at the Gwyn bear.

‘This was a lovely idea. Thank you, Carlos. We both have next weekend off, and I was thinking maybe we could fly out and see Jonah and take him the bears?’ TK suggests to his fiancé as they walk to the car hand in hand with a Build-A-Bear box each in their other hands.

‘It’s a date.’ Carlos replies.

A day later, TK returns home from a meeting to the table set for a candlelight dinner. Carlos is nervously busying himself in the kitchen, regretting his decision to surprise TK.

‘Something smells amazing, soon-to-be husband.’ TK says as he steps into the loft.

‘It’s just mac and cheese. How was your meeting?’ Carlos replies from the kitchen as he takes a dish out of the oven.

‘It was good. Good probably isn’t the right word.’ TK says, dropping his keys in a dish by the door. ‘Helpful, I guess. Our last call today was a hard one, reminded me of my mom.’ TK continues, looking at the ground sadly.

Carlos takes off his oven gloves and crosses the apartment to envelop his fiancé in a hug, wishing he could do more to ease his pain.

‘I’m sorry, Tyler.’ Carlos says, planting a kiss on TK’s head. At times like this, he just wants to stay in this moment forever, with TK safe in his arms, protected from the world.

‘I love you.’ TK tells Carlos.

‘I love you too. I actually have something for you.’ Carlos tells him, making a beeline for their bedroom and returning with a box behind his back. ‘If you don’t like it, you can say so, but I saw the way you were looking at the bear you made for Jonah, so I went back to the mall after my shift–’

‘Carlos, you got me a bear of my mom?’ TK interrupts, his green eyes brimming with tears.

‘I got you a bear of your mom.’ Carlos repeats to him, handing him the box.

‘This is the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me. I love you beary much, Carlos.’ TK says, pressing the bear’s paw to hear his mom’s voice.

‘I miss you, Tyler. Be safe, my sweet boy, I love you.’

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in you i found my home from home

 Day 7 of Tarlos Week 2022: Free choice The fic in which TK has a bad call and Carlos is right there when he needs him. Read on AO3

And the week is done! To everyone that has liked/reblogged my fics throughout the entire week it has been so lovely getting into writing and seeing people enjoy what you write. Thankyou, thankyou!

The silence in the ambulance on the way back to the station makes TK uncomfortable, yet he knows there is nothing to say to make it better. The last call had been the kind of call he hopes to never deal with ever again, the kind of call he knows are the ones that stick with first responders for years afterwards. The upturned bus, filled with family coming from a wedding, flashes in his mind and he shakes his head to remove it, knowing he can’t even begin to process it yet.

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Tarlosweek2022 day 7: Free choice (insp)

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→ Hasta Barista on AO3

Words: 2.064 | Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)

Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & TK Strand, Nancy Gillian & TK Strand, Nancy Gillian & Carlos Reyes

Characters: TK Strand, Carlos Reyes, Nancy Gillian

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, First Meetings, Bad Puns, Awkward Flirting, Tarlos Week 2022 (9-1-1 Lone Star), Crush at First Sight, Gay Disaster TK Strand, Attempt at Humor

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TK had managed nearly two months going to nursing school until giving in to Nancy harassing him to come to visit the coffee shop she was working at part-time. They had ended up sitting next to each other from day one and Nancy had told him about the small coffee shop only a few blocks away from nursing school that she had already been working at for nearly a year, telling TK to come to visit and have a coffee but so far he had refused to give in. Mostly because he knew he would probably end up falling in love with the place, become a regular and spend way more money on sugary beverages than he should. But now he had already reached his breaking point and it had nothing to do with Nancy mentioning that the new assistant manager who had started last week was cute…

Okay, maybe her literal wording had been “hotter and stronger than any of the drinks we serve” but that still wasn’t the reason he had finally changed his mind! He was just being a good and supportive friend, there was nothing more to it.

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Tarlosweek2022 day 5:Tarlos + 126

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Tarlos Week 2022 Day 5: Tarlos + the 126

ID: 6 gifs from 9-1-1: Lone Star. They're organized in two columns, with gif 1 to 3 to the left and gif 4 to 6 to the right. Gif 1: Nancy and TK watch Carlos as he plays with Evie and Isabella in 2x14. Nancy looks over at TK with a smile. TK meets her gaze before looking at Carlos with a fond smile. Carlos laughs lightly, shaking his head with a smile. Gif 2: Paul, Carlos and TK walks through the night club in 1x05. Carlos has one arm over TK's shoulder as he puts his other hand on Paul's shoulder and pulls him closer to them. TK then steps closer to Paul, placing both hands on his shoulder as he talks. Gif 3: Tommy, Carlos and Nancy sit together in the hospital after having heard about TK's prognosis from the doctor in 3x03. Nancy and Tommy share a look behind Carlos back before rubbing his back comfortingly. They then grab each of his hands in their own. The text on gif 1 to 3 reads "I love you guys together". Gif 4: Owen, Billy, Tommy and Judd are gathered around an ambulance after the fire in Carlos and TK's house in 2x12. Owen smiles at Carlos and TK as they step up to the group. Judd pulls TK into a side-hug and rubs his back comfortingly. Gif 5: Carlos sits by TK's hospital bed in 1x08, stroking TK's hair. Paul stands behind Carlos and squeezes his shoulder comfortingly, causing Carlos to look up at him. Gif 6: Carlos and TK strand with Marjan, Paul, Mateo and Nancy in a semi-circle in the loft in 3x18. Carlos and TK stand in the middle as they all smile and embrace each other in a group hug. The text on gif 4 to 6 reads "Everyone loves you guys together". /End ID.

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→ Our own rules on AO3

Words: 1.205 | Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)

Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & TK Strand, Andrea Reyes & TK Strand

Characters: TK Strand, Carlos Reyes, Andrea Reyes

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Fluff, Kissing, Tarlos Week 2022 (9-1-1 Lone Star), Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Flirting, Wedding Day

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TK fiddled nervously with his sobriety chip while walking up and down the room at their wedding venue, heart hammering anxiously against his ribs even though he knew there was no reason to. In a few hours he would be married to the love of his life and he couldn’t wait to be able to call Carlos his husband but he was still unreasonably terrified, alone with his thoughts ever since Paul and Marjan had left the room. Their friends had helped him get ready but now they wanted to make sure everything else would be ready for the big day as well so the ceremony could go without a hitch—which definitely helped settle a bit of his anxiety but certainly not all of it.

It took another two minutes for him to say “fuck this” and TK opened the door, sneaking a glance into the hallway before stepping outside and quietly, quickly making his way towards the room where he knew his lover was getting ready for their big day. He didn’t even know why he had suggested this archaic nonsense of “not allowed to see your spouse before the wedding” because it absolutely sucked. Part of him had thought it might be cute or whatever but now he felt like the only thing to calm his fluttery nerves would be the sight and touch of his almost-husband.

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Don’t go, you’re half of me now

Tarlos Week 2022 Day 6 October 1st: “I’m too young to be a widower” + an emergency

The Fic in which Carlos has issues with TK’s tendencies to being the hero.

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TK shuts the door gently behind him and freezes near the door, cradling his arm to his chest. He hadn’t expected Carlos to be home, let alone in the kitchen cooking like every night.

“Hey” Carlos turns to look at him for a second before he turns back to continue cooking without replying. TK sighs and feels like he is a dog with his tail between his legs as he makes his way over to the kitchen and sits on a stool. He watches as Carlos continues to ignore him, moving from one side of the kitchen to the other as he continues cooking. He tries to think of something to say that will decrease the tension in the air when Carlos finally speaks.

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Tarlosweek2022 D 6: Tarlos + “I love you” and/or other ways they said I love you

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→ Role reversal on AO3

Word: 1.681 | Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)

Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & TK Strand, Nancy Gillian & TK Strand

Characters: TK Strand. Nancy Gillian, Carlos Reyes

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Married Couple, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Established Relationship, Tarlos Week 2022 (9-1-1 Lone Star), Hurt Carlos Reyes, Hospitals

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TK got a call from the hospital at the end of his shift three days after they had returned from their honeymoon and once he had heard his husband's name and the words got stabbed at work, his brain barely registered anything afterwards. Nancy, who had been close by, noticed the colour draining from his face and gently took the phone from his shaking fingers to talk to the nurse and even though they still had about 30 minutes to their shift, Tommy gave both of them the okay to leave without hesitation. TK only stumbled after Nancy when she grabbed his hand and dragged him to her car so they could get to the hospital.

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you taught me how to be loved

1,523 words. rated t. summary: All TK and Carlos want is to plan a peaceful wedding, but danger seems to follow TK wherever he goes. for the @tarlos-week-2022 day 6 prompt 'i'm too young to be a widower.'

‘Hey!’ Carlos shouts over the top of his wedding magazine as TK starts to place his mug on the coffee table before joining his fiancé on the couch in the early morning light. 

‘What?’ TK asks as he hovers the mug over the slither of the table not covered in wedding planning. 

Every surface of the loft is covered in wedding magazines, a rainbow of post-it notes, color-coded binders, carefully curated collages, and fabric swatches. Although TK couldn’t possibly tell you what the swatches are for, he thinks perhaps for bowties but wouldn’t swear to it. They’ve been eating, sleeping and breathing nothing but wedding planning whenever their schedules align. But, of course, TK is happy to go along with anything that makes Carlos happy regarding the wedding. 

‘Not on the table with the wedding binder. You might spill it. Do you know how many hours I’ve spent on this?’ Carlos throws his hands in the air in frustration.

‘Babe, relax. I’ll move it.’ TK says, placing his coffee carefully on the floor by the couch and earning himself a glare from Carlos. 

‘I am relaxed. I just want everything to be perfect for the wedding.’ Carlos says through gritted teeth, but his tone is anything but relaxed.

‘Babe, you’re so tense right now. We’re looking at suits today, and you need to relax so you can enjoy it. So we can enjoy it.’ TK says, rubbing his fiancé’s shoulders.

‘You’re right.’ Carlos admits, his body softening into TK’s shoulder massage.

‘I usually am.’ TK responds with a cocky smirk. Of course, he’s not always right, but he tends to be when it comes to Carlos.

‘I don’t know if I would go as far as to say that…,’ Carlos teases, and they go about their morning, getting ready to leave for the formalwear shop.

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‘What’s on your mind?’ Carlos asks TK as they step out of the car outside the store.

What isn’t on your mind might be a better question. TK’s been in his head the whole drive here. And it’s not just because he’s been dreaming of this moment for half his life. Or because he never thought he’d actually be picking a suit to wear to marry the man of his dreams. It’s not even because he’d always imagined his mom helping him pick out his suit and plan his wedding.

It’s because he’s happy , happier than he ever thought possible, and he wants to savour every second of this experience. He doesn’t want anything to ruin this for them, but he can’t help but worry. Sure, Austin is more progressive than he first expected, but it’s still Texas , and he doesn’t mean to judge, but you never really know how people will react to two grooms. 

‘I’m just in my head about how they’re going to react in there. To us being engaged, I mean.’ He admits, somehow, since the engagement, it’s been easier to be vulnerable with Carlos, especially about stuff like this.

‘There’s no need to worry. I had the same thought, and I found this boutique online. They specialise in queer formalwear.’ Carlos says, motioning to a rainbow of suits in the window display. Relief floods through TK’s body, and he starts to wonder why he was worried at all. Of course, Carlos thought of it. Carlos thinks of everything.

They’ve been trying on a rainbow of suits and tuxedos for hours now, and the color variations, different cuts, and fabric choices are starting to overwhelm TK.

‘Maybe I’m just being too picky?’ He asks.

‘You can be picky; it’s your wedding day, and you have to be comfortable in it.’

‘I’m comfortable in a hoodie. If only I could get a formal hoodie...’

‘I’d marry you in a hoodie. Heck, I’d marry you in pyjamas even. But maybe try this one? It’ll make your eyes pop.’ He says, and he hands TK an emerald green suit.

‘This is it, babe. This is the one.’ Carlos says to TK as he steps out of the dressing room for the hundredth time. Ok, so maybe not the hundredth, though it sure feels like it. 

‘I think so too.’ TK tells him, reaching up to wipe a tear from his fiance’s cheek, ignoring the ones trailing down his own.

‘You know, I might just die seeing you walk down the aisle to me in this suit, though.’

‘Ugh, Carlos. I’m too young to be a widower and far too hot.’ And sure, the last part is a little self-indulgent, but he knows Carlos will love it.

‘Don’t be so dramati–’ Carlos says, but he’s cut off suddenly. It’s like the universe is mocking them. A car comes careening over the sidewalk and through the window display, narrowly avoiding Carlos.

‘You ok, babe?’ TK asks as he peels off the suit jacket and rounds the car to check on the driver. ‘Call 9-1-1,’ He shouts to the shocked shop owner, who nods and pulls out a phone.

‘I’m all good, just some glass in my hair.’ Carlos says as he heads for the passenger door.

‘No pulse.’ TK calls out as he opens the driver's door, and Carlos comes around to help him. Together they lift the patient from the car, TK supporting her head. As soon as the patient is flat on the ground, TK commences CPR.

‘There’s a kid in the back seat. Can I take over for you so you can check her out?’ Carlos calls out, opening the door to a terrified toddler still strapped into a car seat.

Effortlessly, they switch places, and Carlos commences compressions. Even in the middle of the chaos, TK can’t help but notice how well they work together as a team.

‘Hi, buddy. What’s your name?’ TK asks the young boy 

‘Tyler.’

‘That’s my name too! Does anything hurt Tyler?’

‘It hurts here.’ Tyler, who is likely no older than 3, says as he gestures to his back. 

‘Can you wiggle your toes for me?’ TK asks, glad Tyler is wearing sandals so he’ll be able to see. 

‘Like this?’ He asks, but his feet remain still.

‘Great job, buddy. Now can you do something really important for me?’ TK asks. He hates lying to patients. Especially to children, but he needs to keep Tyler calm, so he doesn’t injure himself further.

‘What?’ He asks.

‘Can you stay really, really still for me? Pretend you’re a statue.’

‘Ok.’

‘TK?’ Carlos calls out.

‘Can you stay here and stay really still while I check on your mom?’ TK asks, and Tyler says yes.

‘We have a pulse.’ Carlos tells TK as the woman slowly comes too.

‘Fantastic, can you go keep the little boy, Tyler, in the backseat calm.’ TK says and then lowers his voice. ‘I think he might have a spinal injury. It’s imperative that he doesn’t move until EMS can put a C Collar on him.’

It’s at that moment that a siren approaches. 

‘Dude, if you missed me this much, you could have called. Or better yet, not taken the shift off.’ Nancy tells TK as she and Captain Vega step out of the ambulance and rush over to assess the scene.

‘Apparently, the job goes where I go, Nancy. Can you check my new friend Tyler in the back seat?’

As Nancy checks the toddler, TK hands over the driver to Captain Vega, and they’re quick to load both patients into the ambulance. When they’re leaving, Nancy turns to TK.

‘The green suits you, but maybe less blood for the actual wedding?’ As she mentions blood, TK looks down to see the shirt sleeve stained red with blood. 

‘At least it’s not mine this time…,’ He muses.

‘You sure about that dude?’ She asks, and he looks again and, this time, notices the sleeve is redder. He’s cut his arm extracting the driver. As he makes a mental note to clean it when they get home, he's interrupted.

‘Oh no . The binder.’ Carlos cries out as EMS leave and as he picks up a squashed, tire-marked folder from the rubble of the crash.

‘You brought the wedding binder with you?’ TK asks, and he’s not sure why he’s surprised. However, he wouldn’t be surprised if Carlos had the entire thing committed to memory by now.

‘Of course, how else would I compare back to our mood board and top 5 color schemes? And now I’ve ruined everything by bringing it with us.’ Carlos asks, and TK can see every muscle in his body tense.

‘You taught me how to be loved, so I know everything you’ve planned will be perfect, binder or no binder.’

‘I just want everything to be perfect for the day I marry the most perfect man.’

‘Carlos, baby, It’s illegal to marry yourself. As a cop, you should know that.’ TK says with a smirk as he tenderly brushes a stray curl off Carlos’s face. 

‘Be serious, TK.’

‘I am being serious; you’re perfect. I’ll help you make a new binder.’ 

‘You’d help me make another binder?’ TK pulls Carlos close and kisses him passionately in place of an answer.

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We’re the fire, we’re the glow

Tarlos Week 2022 

Day 3 September 28th: “I’m gonna be late for work” + kissing/making out

Fic in which TK struggles to understand how honeymoons can’t last forever

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Tk wakes too warm, with a familiar light shining across his face, the glow of it way too bright for his partially open eyes. He groans turns to his stomach and blinks his eyes fully open when his outstretched arm comes up empty on the other side of the bed. They’d only got into bed when the sun was already beginning its ascent after flight delays had caused them to spend nearly a whole day travelling and while TK had easily fallen asleep on their consecutive flights and in various airport lounges, Carlos had struggled with the stress of the whole situation and was wide awake the whole time. Last TK knew they’d both decided to spend the morning in bed until Carlos had to front up for his shift.

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Tarlosweek2022 day 3: favorite line

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→ Sabotage on AO3

Words: 1.327 | Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)

Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & TK Strand

Characters: Carlos Reyes, TK Strand

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Dorks in Love, Making Out, Kissing, Tarlos Week 2022, Established Relationship, Married Couple, TK Strand is a Little Shit

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“I feel very overdressed even though that’s kind of ridiculous since I’m used to going to work in full uniform,” Carlos sighed with a scrunched-up nose as he left the bedroom, adjusting the collar of his white dress shirt. It wasn’t that he generally didn’t like wearing these kinds of clothes but it felt unfamiliar nonetheless to dress like this for regular work. When he glanced up from adjusting his shirt, he spotted TK in the kitchen, a cup of coffee halfway to his mouth and eyes glued to Carlos’ chest. “Earth to TK, are you sleeping with your eyes open?”

“Wha—no! You just…look nice.”

“You’re behaving as if you’ve never seen me in a dress shirt and slacks before,” Carlos huffed in amusement, tilting his head as he watched the faintest hint of pink spreading across his husband’s cheeks. “You’re not short-circuiting again like before our wedding, are you?”

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But is it still a home when you’re all alone

Tarlos Week 2022 Day 4 September 29th: “Don’t do this” and/or a story set between season 2 and season 3 The fic in which Carlos gets hurt, but TK still hurts him more.

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They’re a mere thirty minutes from the end of their shift when the call comes in. It’s listed as a domestic disturbance and the details given to 911 operators are sketchy at best. Carlos has responded to domestic disturbance calls for years and they range from the smallest family arguments that get just a little too loud to serious incidents that required the most tactile of responses. He gives his partner, Lexi Mitchell a nod as she accepts the call and he flicks the lights and sirens on, carefully navigating the after-work traffic.

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Bonus ⤵️

Tarlosweek2022 day 4: Tarlos +Home

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→ Empty Space on AO3

Words: 687 | Rating: General Audiences

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)

Relationship: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Character: Carlos Reyes, TK Strand (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Missing Scene, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Tarlos Week 2022 (9-1-1 Lone Star), Heartbreak, Hurt No Comfort

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Carlos stared, unmoving, at nothing in particular while his senses were still completely overwhelmed by what had just transpired, the silence in the empty apartment deafening ever since the door had slammed shut behind TK. This had been supposed to be a win for them—for TK—but it had unexpectedly turned into the complete opposite. How had things changed from him surprising his boyfriend with a gorgeous new apartment for them, one he knew TK had fallen in love with right away, to him now standing there all alone and apparently being single again?

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