Short prompt: booty shorts (buddie)
“Eddie? You alright?”
He’s frozen, staring toward the gym, arm hanging halfway in halfway in between them like he’d meant to rest it on her shoulder and got stuck halfway there.
“Eddie?”
He turns his face halfway to her, but his eyes stay stuck on… Buck. Who is currently banging out a set of deadlifts in the gym wearing the world’s tiniest shorts.
“You alright there, buddy?”
“Hmm?”
Hen can’t help but laugh at his confused expression. She smacks a hand onto his shoulder and grips. “You wanna talk about it?”
He looks at her finally, and his eyes go wide as realization seems to dawn on him.
“Come on,” she says, guiding him towards the stairs. She leans in close to whisper, “I don’t think you need to be too stressed. I’m pretty sure he wore those on purpose.”
Eddie trips over the first step and she has to catch him.
“Let’s go before you hurt yourself.”
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