Eddie squeezes his shoulder, and he has every intention of letting go, but he's stuck in place. Caught in Buck's gaze without a way out. Something flips in his stomach, something he felt yesterday morning when Buck first kissed him. He doesn't know what to do with it. But Ravi isn't here to interrupt him trying to figure out what the feeling is, so he stops hiding, and chases it. Just to see where it goesâ if it goes anywhere at all.
He steps in closer, and while they've been so close their ribcages could interlock recently, this feels different. Charged in a way it hasn't been before, or at least in a way Eddie hasn't let himself feel before.
Buck's eyes flick down to his mouth; it's happened enough times now Eddie doesn't mistake it. His heart double taps in his chest, which is new. He doesn't know what to do with this, either.
Buck settles his hands on Eddie's hips, thumbs pushing beneath the hem of his shirt to touch warm skin. Eddie's heart beats against its cage, like it's desperate to reach out and hold Buck, keep him close.
It's not a new sensation exactly. Truth be known, he's felt it dozens of times before. During a rescue like yesterday's, when Buck is MIA for a little too long. When lightning stopped Buck's heart, and Eddie's when he climbed back up and saw him. After a car wreck and a kidnapping, in a town where everyone believed they were something more. When Buck showed up the first time his parents paid a visit, and Eddie found him sitting on his front porch, keys in hand and tears in his eyes like he couldn't decide if he was welcome or not; a dog desperate for a place to call home.
Eddie cups his cheek, thumb sweeping beneath his eye. Buck's breath stutters, trembles.
"Eddie?" A whisper, a question, one Eddie himself doesn't know the answer to. It's selfish to think, but maybe Buck will have the answer. He always does.
A car alarm blaring has Buck flinching back like he's been struck. Eddie drops his hand, exhales sharply as reality crashes down on his head like being hit with a vase. Buck takes a step back, and another, doesn't really look at Eddie, but somewhere over his shoulder.
"I'll⊠I'll- I'll see you later," Buck says before climbing into his truck, leaving Eddie standing on ground that's suddenly unsteady beneath his feet.
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