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@unworthyheart​ / liked.

          "thanks for this."   it's a murmur as he slumps into the seat, eyes already closing as he tips his head back carefully. buck's more than a little sore, and his raw throat leaves his voice scratchy, but he feels better than he had a few hours before. right now all he wants is his bed, and maybe some cuddles from his favorite dog in the entire world.   "the team had to go finish their shift, and i didn't want to drag maddie out with the baby, ya know?"   he hadn't even wanted to tell his sister that he'd been hospitalized again, but he knew if he didn't that chimney would, and that'd just lead to a lecture later on down the road. he wasn't even going to touch on the fact that he could've technically called anyone from the firehouse and they would've come  (  bobby had specifically told him he could  ), because he just didn't have the mental or emotional capacity to deal with why he hadn't. he knew that grant would come, with minimal questions, and only a pinch of exasperation.

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@thatprettylittlething​ asked: stories of mutilation and death. were you paying attention? / accepting.

     he knows that tone, and he knows he's in trouble, but instead of taking it seriously stiles decides to just  ---  well, dig his hole deeper. head tilts towards her, eyes blinking slowly before he offers a crooked smirk.   "it's the same as always, why would i need to pay attention? something bad happened, some big evil is here, and we're all in danger."   he pauses, brow lifting higher, fingers tapping against the table.   "i'll probably be used as the punching bag at some point, scott will ignore my advice until the absolute last minute, you'll come up with a plan that he actually uses, and he'll save the day just in the nick of time."   okay, if he sounds a little bitter, it's because he is. stiles is tired. exhausted. and while he'll definitely help when the time is needed, right now he's going to be a little shit and uncooperative as possible. no matter that he'll get fussed at by lydia.

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@fyrewalks​ liked.

          “it’s been how long since you’ve had homemade pumpkin pie?”   okay, so maybe buck’s being a little dramatic. whatever. everyone knows he’s a little drama queen sometimes. but this! this is blasphemy. his eyes narrow as he looks at eddie, debating all of three seconds before he stands up.   “grocery store. we’ve gotta go.”

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          “so.. are we going to talk about it, or are we going to go on about our day and pretend it never happened?”   quite frankly, buck knows when he needs to mind his own business, even if his friends don’t think he does. and this? this definitely seems like one of those moments that he just needs to look the other way and pretend everything’s dandy.

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@fyrewalks​ 🚒🔥

          “you’re looking at me with that face again.”   it was a face that buck had become accustomed to, over the years. and it’s one he tries to avoid very hard. but because of who he is as a person? it’s hard. which is why he’s shifting on his feet, ignoring the urge to simply flee the situation. fight or flight. more like flight or faster flight. eyes flicker towards the quickest exit, lingering for a moment before he returns his gaze.   “can we not do the lecture part of this?”

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          “you think i’m being too much.”   and, yeah, okay. maybe buck was being a little bit.. too much, but he felt like he had the right to be. after everything they’d been through? everything he’d been through alone? fingers tap against his thigh, eyes refusing to meet the other’s, lips pursing tightly together. although it was a little immature, he felt like avoiding the problem might be best in this situation.

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          “my eyes might be shut, but i can feel you looking at me.”   he hates the way it feels when someone’s looking at him, the way it makes his skin crawl. but because he’s so tired, and because buck’s grown familiar with the other’s presence, he makes no real effort to move or open his eyes. if adri really wanted his full attention, they’d have to ask for it.