9-1-1 Buddie 8x06 coda (major spoilers!)
The spirit of Eddie Diaz possessed me and here this is! V unedited as its almost 4am for me but enjoy!
"Did you shave your moustache?"
Its not the first thing Eddie had been expecting Buck to mention, when he'd waited him out to hear what was going on.
But, another part of Eddie sparks just a little. Something saying 'he noticed'.
Eddie shaved his trauma based facial hair, put on a song and danced around like he was a kid again. Like he was stealing the mixtape Adriana's boyfriend made her, blasting it full volume while everyone was at church and he blagged a pulled muscle from baseball practice (he only got away with that because the only thing worse to Ramon Diaz than a son, 'a man of the house' being taken down by a sore leg, was his son ditching the match and embarassing them). He would jump the stairs in twos or sometimes threes in time with the music, slide down the bannister, knee slide across the kitchen floor- playing every song on a loop (ignoring the way his heart flopped in his chest when Adri's boyfriend whispered his dedications between songs).
He'd let loose in his own house this time, joy bursting within him and then his door had been knocked on, his best friend came in, sat beside him and noticed it all.
Or, at least the moustache.
And probably the shirt, underpants and socks look.
Plus he was pretty sure Buck was sitting on the fly swatter air guitar right now.
Eddie grins unabashedly, feeling his smooth upper lip tug.
"Yeah I did, what'd you think?"
He gives his best pout just for-
Buck exhales a laugh, his head ducking with a just there smile.
"Suits you- not that uh- not that the whole, what did Chim call it?"
"Right! Magnum look didn't- but it was kinda getting a bit too similar to Gerrard and that is not a mix up I want to be part of"
"Were you actually worried about accidentally greeting him as me? He'd sure learn a hell of a lot about racoons if you did"
"Hey- racoons are adorable and they're super intelligent!"
Eddie raised his hands in acquiesce.
"I'm not saying anything against racoons Buck, you've pleaded their case already and besides, Christopher-"
He cuts himself off and watches Buck suck in a small breath.
"Christopher loves them too"
It doesn't hurt quite so much. He finds himself smiling again.
"So, the moustache the only thing you noticed?" he sinks further into the couch, shoulder brushing Buck's.
"I figured you'd just put all your other clothes in the wash" Buck gestures up and down at him with a smirk.
He gets an eyeroll in return.
"What about you?" Eddie asks.
The question is light, but Eddie would be lying if he said he wasn't getting curious, watching the way Buck seems to curl back into himself, a halligan settling back across his shoulders.
He lets the silence linger for a moment the way he knows Buck needs.
"Tommy broke up with me".
