Look, I'm a Buck girl all the way, but I'm begging on my knees for them to give Eddie a storyline that actually leads somewhere. Like please stop isolating that man constantly. Let him feel supported by his 118 family and be the one to be taken care of for once. Give him narrative purpose outside of being a dad and Buck's "friend", and room to explore who he is beyond those roles and responsibilities. Have all that internal conflict actually result in some kind of growth. And for the love of god, let him finally embrace joy for good (and keep it).
When Buck is looking up at someone I genuinely jump bc wdym you’re 6’2 buff as hell and you’re looking up at someone? Dizzying.
Like when Eddie was in the fire engine and Buck was standing on the ground. Eddie looking down at him, Buck looking up at him…and Eddie just is giving him the most tender of looks every single time like he’s staring at the literal sun itself.
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He watches Buck purposely not look at Eddie's face before he turns and walks the beer to his fridge. "I hadn't planned on using the hot tub," Buck calls over his shoulder.
"Well, let's use it! Come on," Eddie pleads, waiting for Buck to finish in the fridge so that Eddie can implore with his wide eyes.
Buck sighs, spinning to Eddie with two unopened beers in his right hand. "Fine," he agrees, passing over one to Eddie.
"Yay!" Eddie cheers, grabbing a bottle from Buck and twisting the top off.
"You know, I really was not looking for company this weekend," Buck tries to brush it off, going to sit on the couch.
"It's just me, Buck," Eddie says, plopping down right next to Buck. He knows his too close, closer than what normal friends really need to be sitting. Buck says nothing, just lets Eddie do it. "I'm not really company."
Buck snorts, and they both take sips.
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Buck salutes him. “Hurry back,” he says, “would hate for you to miss kickoff.”
“It’s not—” Eddie starts, before realizing Buck is intentionally messing with him. He fights the smile that curves itself onto his lips, he really does, but it wins out anyway. “Goodbye.”
The line isn’t as long as last time, or maybe it is, but at least he’s paying attention this time. Another draft Modelo for Eddie, a canned seltzer for Buck. Eddie frowns down at the open can in his hand. He totally could’ve snuck some in, the corner store by his house sells these by the case for the same price as one of them at the stupid concession stand.
Whatever. If it makes Buck happy, he’d buy a can at the price they would wholesale a pallet.
He sighs into his cup as he walks back, carefully navigating the crowd so he doesn’t spill as he drinks and walks at the same time.
He almost misses tip-off, trying to shove his way past a couple making out on the stairs down to their section, but Buck holds his seat down for him to sit with just enough time for the referee to line up the starters.
“Oh, yum,” Buck says, taking the seltzer from Eddie’s hand before he offers it, “black cherry.”
i don't "date" and i don't "chill" and i don't "hang out." i make pacts. i swear oaths. i forge unbreakable bonds. this makes me a cool breezy person to take on road trips et cetera
if i were a respected british actor with any principles at all i would simply not agree to a project whose earnings will have material consequences for trans people but maybe i'm built differently