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buddie | T | 14.8k
or, five times buck and eddie cuddle drunk and one time they cuddle sober
“We’re tired, Buck. Let’s just –” He nods towards his bedroom, too tipsy and sleepy to use any further words, but Buck knows what he’s saying, their wordless communication a practiced art, and follows him into the bedroom. They get changed – Buck donning an old LAFD shirt that says DIAZ across the back – and settle into their sides of the bed without saying a thing, a not quite familiar step in the routine, but also not quite entirely new. They’ve shared a bed before. Eddie tries not to think about how it feels so different this time – the first time since he's realized what Buck means to him – because nothing’s really changed. Right? They lie there still for a little too long, bodies a carefully measured few inches apart. Eddie reaches for something to say, but he can’t find a thing, so he simply rolls over and turns off the lamp. The silence isn't uncomfortable, because nothing ever is with Buck, it’s just – uncharacteristic. Of Buck, especially. It’s not unlike Eddie to go quiet and retreat into his head when he drinks but drunk Buck? He would usually be rambling non-stop about medieval wine-making processes or something right about now. As if summoned from Eddie’s overthinking, Buck clears his throat, breaking the silence as easily as he broke down Eddie’s door all those months ago. “Night, Eddie.” “Night, Buck.” Eddie whispers into the darkness. He listens to Buck’s breathing even out, feels his own eyelids get heavy. And maybe it's the lingering tequila in his blood, or maybe it’s the exhaustion tearing down all his walls of shoulds and shouldn'ts. Either way, he barely even thinks. He just rolls over and drapes a heavy arm across Buck's waist, like it’s muscle memory. The front of his knees press into the back of Buck's, and his nose brushes against the soft skin of his neck. Buck sighs and practically melts in his arms, and before he knows it, Eddie’s falling asleep faster than he has in years.
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