touching me, touching you
By rainbow_nerds
Summary:
After dinner, Buck wedges himself on the couch between Hen and Eddie. Maybe, if he’s squeezed between them, he won’t be able to feel that weird creeping sensation over his skin anymore.
He drums his fingers on his knee, trying to focus on the TV. Eddie jolts next to him.
“Sorry, did I bump you?” Buck asks.
Eddie shakes his head. “Nah, sorry. Just..” He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face, and Buck feels it again—that pressure, running over his nose and his cheeks and—
Eddie drops his hand and the feeling stops.
Wait.
Or, Buck and Eddie wake up one morning able to feel each other's touch. They make the most of it.
Rating: Explicit
Words: 7,050
Status: Complete (1/1)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/59783968













