Saw this @evanbuckley-dumbasser and wasn’t sure what you wanted but I went into Eddie’s head? Perhaps I was gratuitous with those repressed bisexual feelings...bare with. This features Ana, which I’m so sorry for but come on, just take the crack ride...😁
That’s the outfit he chooses to wear right now. The white button down that barely buttons across his chest. They’re just asking to be broken. Nope, stow that shit Diaz. You just booked a date with a beautiful woman. Don’t look at him. Whatever you do don’t look at him. Oh you looked. Laugh. Stick your hands in your pockets...that’ll make it better. Sure, why not.
Deep breath. Damn, those buttons. Yeah, I’m not telling him shit now. He probably already sees I’m not in civvies yet so assumes I won’t be coming to breakfast or I will be joining them later. Yeah, no I got plans, Cap. Oh, you saw Buck’s confused face. Don’t pretend you didn’t. Yeah, well, you know what take yourself and those buttons to breakfast. Get them out of my face. Great, Diaz, now you gotta go psych yourself up again for this date. Don’t think about how easy it’d be tear that shirt open...just stop.
Eddie composed himself as he headed back to the locker room to dress for his date. Buck looking all dressed up wasn’t something he expected to see. Then again Buck looks good in anything...in nothing...oh, for the love of- Eddie bangs his head on the locker. It garnered the attention of a passing co-worker. He just shook his head and gave an I’m fine sort of nod. They didn’t ask questions. Eddie faced the mirror as he looked at his outfit. Simple. Clean. Effective. No buttons. Yeah, we’re good. Maybe. Eddie tried to put the image of Buck stretching the button down shirt to its capacity out of mind. It didn’t work the whole truck ride. It didn’t work as he sat the table. It didn’t even work when he saw Ana approaching the table. He only now had two extremes in his head. That skirt working those legs. The white button down featured from lips, to chin, to neck-Eddie shook his head as Ana sank into the chair. Did time stop? Was she already there wondering about my dorky face? Probably. Smile, you idiot.
This is besides the point but if you want this to have a title:
Yes, this whole conversation is the title because Eddie Diaz is having a chaotic, embarrassing argument with himself and feeling like an idiot. An idiot who realizes he’s in love with his best friend, but we can’t go down that road. Surely, there’d be no coming back if we “ruined the friendship.” Well, mister busting out of my shirt, maybe we should...nope, Diaz you shut that shit down. Shut it down. Focus.
We’re here. She has buttons on her shirt too? Yeah. Cool. Smile. Nod. Am I squinting too much? Is this believable? Buttons. That’s such a trivial thing. Diaz, you’re the man under pressure and yes she makes you just as nervous, but...come on get it together. You’re not supposed to be thinking of Buck.
“Would you like coffee?” The server snaps Eddie back to attention.
“No!” He and Ana say in unison.
“Jinx,” Eddie laughs it off. Then his mind wanders for a single moment...
Oh great here we go again.
Okay, op this is salty. Fic mixed with meta? But the whole puffed chest and hands in pocket thing makes me go hmm...and so maybe Eddie wasn’t thinking about Buck during the date 🙄 but still...is this repressed bisexual Eddie who doesn’t know he’s in love or he totally realizes his feelings but right now he can’t entertain the possibility of “ruining a friendship?”
