kudos to you for actually choosing an emoji for each wip xD
thank you haha, I'm actually really proud of the emojis I chose! 🥰
also I'm sorry but I have got absolutely no motivation for the last two atm so I wrote extra on the first one instead, hope that's okay!
😭😭 - fwb misunderstanding
"Buck." Eddie propped himself up on an elbow so he could look at Buck more squarely. "What on earth about this–" he gestured at himself, "–made you think I'd be ready for more?"
Buck felt his confidence begin to crack and forced himself to put some more distance between the two of them. Eddie was looking at him with confusion in his eyes, like he couldn't understand why Buck would ever think he'd want to be in a relationship with him.
He supposed it was his fault. It was always his fault for assuming that people who slept with him wanted anything more than his body.
He'd just really thought that Eddie was different.
"Sorry," he muttered, looking away.
"It's okay," Eddie said with a sigh and another quiet chuckle as he lay back down beside him. "Just… please. No more."
Buck squeezed his eyes shut and tried not to let the words cut him, but he was already bleeding. If he had known Eddie only wanted sex, no strings attached, he never would have agreed in the first place. He didn't do that anymore – didn't Eddie know that?
He felt used, reduced to nothing more than a body, and the fact that it was Eddie who had done this to him made it all a thousand times worse. Eddie was his best friend, someone he trusted implicitly and wanted desperately to make a life with.
But Eddie didn't want him.
Sitting up, Buck swung his legs over the side of the bed and leaned down to collect his discarded clothes from the floor. Then he stood, pulling them on and telling himself not to cry until he was in his car. He knew from experience that the worst thing he could do right now was cry.
"Buck?" Eddie asked from the bed. Buck ignored him, doing up his belt. "Where are you going?"
"Home," Buck said curtly, tugging his shirt straight and then scooping up his jacket.
Eyes stinging, Buck walked to the door and grabbed the handle.
"Buck!" Eddie snapped, and he faltered.
Closing his eyes, his shoulders sagged in defeat. He didn't want to have this conversation. Please, don't make me have this conversation.
"Will you please tell me what's going on?" Eddie asked gently.
Unable to resist, Buck slowly turned around. His teeth were clenched as he fought against the tears which wanted to spill, and he could tell his face was red from all the emotions swirling through him. He was angry at himself for getting so worked up when Eddie was still just lying there with nothing but a curious frown on his face.
Rubbing harshly at his jaw, he said, "I can't do this."
"What?" Eddie asked, his frown deepening. "Why not?"
The complete lack of understanding on Eddie's face made him want to scream. Hands clenching into fists, he managed to say, "Because you don't want more."
Remarkably, Eddie still didn't appear to understand.
"So you're just gonna leave?" Eddie asked.
"Why exactly would I stay?"
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