FLAMES OF FIRE

MarshallxRocky (Request BY marcogalmich)

He knew from when they first started dating it was gonna be hard. He was their heroic firefighter, their life saver from death. There was no way he could compare to somepup like him, he was only a lowly recycling and fixing pup, that's all.

Rocky didn't mind being second to Marshall's job, although he never admitted it. Marshall would just deny it anyways, saying he was first and only him was first in his mind. That might be true, but Marshall was always the loving one, the caring one. You couldn't really tell when he was lying or not.

Still, he couldn't help but admire his bravery, his selflessness to go into danger to save all those innocent souls. Marshall was sometimes too heroic, too courageous. Often Rocky would catch himself worried half to death about the safety of his love, and that resulted in tons of sleepless nights.

Like take this time, for example. Marshall had left them once again, to deal with a forest fire a town away. The Paw patrol was quite popular now, since they were the easiest reachable rescue group. It was mostly Marshall and Chase, the main two major rescue modes. Not that he minded much, but it would be quite enjoyable to tag along and help once in a while. It seemed like no one needed him for anything anymore.

It was getting dark now, and there was still no sign of Marshall returning. Every second that passed Rocky grew more and more frantic. What if he got burned? What if he was trapped somewhere?

There was tons of questions that remained unanswered as Rocky paced around the dock worriedly. Since he was a mixed breed, he had no idea if this was natural for him, being this worried.

Marshall paced impatiently at the ground. The smoke from the fire had seeped into his fur, making him choke a bit. He couldn't wait to be back on Adventure Bay, to he with his Rocky again. Knowing the mixed breed, he probably was worried half to death about him. Rocky was just sweet and loving like that, it was his way of showing it.

The fire he was called to fight wasn't that bad, a medium forest fire secluded away next to a lake. The body of water prevented the flames from spreadingxand he diminished it quickly. Marshall hoped he made it before the night fell, so he would have to face Chase for "taking too long and worrying Rocky to hysterics". Sure, being fussed over was fun every once in a while, but when it happened all the time, not so much.

"HONK HONK!" The sound of the rescue sped boat reaching land shook Marshall out of his deep thinking. Woohoo, he was almost home!

When the boat stopped at the dock, he was the first to get off. Impatiently helping tie the boat up, Marshall scanned his eyes around, looking for Rocky. He didn't need to see him to hear his husky but soft voice though.

"Marshall! Oh, you're back!" Running towards him happily, Rocky wrapped him in a bone-crushing hug when he reached the spotted Dally.

"Of course I'm back, I always will be if I have someone like you wsitig for me at home." Smiling lovingly at his boyfriend, Marshall couldn't help but think of how lucky he was. To have such an axong boyfriend, such a free life, and a great reason to life. What could be better?

Rocky smuggled his head in Marshall's soft smooth fur, even though the smoke made it a bit difficult to breathe. He liked it, shockingly. The smell imbedded into the fire pup's fur represented who he was, a brave rescuer who would risk his life for others without question. Without me an I g to, Rocky spoke his mind. "You smell good in smoke."

"Pardon? I smell good in smoke?" Sure, Rocky said weird stuff sometimes, but he just went from worried and concerned to random in about five seconds or so!

"Yeesh, that came out weirdly... " Rocky pulled away and stared bashfully at the ground. "What I'm trying to say is that the smoke kind of represents who you are. Wild, uncontrollable and so FREE. Everybody want to he life ke you and they need you, Marshall, just like fire. I know you hate it when I worry about you, but honestly I would be nothing without you, you're like my own personal hero."

"I've never thought of it like that before.. Guess I am like that, yeah? Because I'm hot like fire as well?" He waggled his eyes, making the recycling pup giggle at his antics. "I like it when you worry, just don't worry that much about me, I will always come home. It's just... I guess it feels good inside when you know you have such a great reason to always come back home and to have such a handsome and amazing pup this king about you and how you're doing."

"Aww, now he's being all sappy! What else?" Rocky bopped Marshall's button nose teasingly, grinning at his surprised face.

"Oh Rocky, you killed the mood."

"Happy to do so, sir!" Marshall smiled at his boyfriend's attempt to do a salute. His left paw stuck out awkwardly off his head, and his head was too tilted. None the less, it was adorable.

"Seriously though, I'm glad we got together, and that you're MY firefighter boyfriend, and no one else's."

Marshall stroked the silky fur on top of Rocky's head softly, blue eyes sparkling with happiness and love. "I'm enthralled that you, our smart can-fix-anything pup, is mine to love and is the reason I want to come home. You fixed the pieces to my heart, and helped me through every obstacle in my life so far."

"We do balance each other out, don't we?"

"We do, Rocky." They stayed there, at the dock, looking as the sun went down. Marshall was home, and Rocky was happy. What could be better?