â Ë・âŕ¨ŕ§Ë laying waste to my lovin', long ago Ëŕ¨ŕ§â・Ëâ
He watches Eddie turn and walk through to the check-in, a sinking feeling of deja-vu settling in his stomach. Buck knows heâs in peopleâs way by just standing there, but he feels rooted to the spot like a tree. He canât, he wonât leave until Eddieâs gone.
And like a small glimmer of sick, false hope, Eddie turns back to look at him from where the attendant is checking his bag, and waves at him.
Buck feels like a dog being fed chocolate.
or
Eddie moves to Texas; Buck suffers in more than one way.
â buddie
â hanahaki au
â set in s8b
â 6 chapters
chap 1 & 2 out now!
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