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you’re my whole house
Eddie shrugs. “Christopher mentioned to Daniel that Buck and I are partners. I mean, sure, it’s a little weird that she invited him over as well, but—”
“Partners,” Hen interrupts, “like work partners?”
Eddie and Buck glance at each other. “Uh, yeah?” Eddie says. “What other type of partner?”
Hen stares at them for a moment, before she bursts out laughing. “You dumbasses. She thinks you’re together.”
or, Eddie joins the PTA.
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Swing and a Miss by deadonarrival
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“Hey so … I have some mixed news,” Steve says.
“Uh oh,” Eddie says, “are they changing your position, are you gonna be a — like a third base catcher man?”
Steve laughs and shakes his head, “no, nothing that bad - I found out more about the whole like, bringing a person along thing.”
“Oh cool,” Eddie says, sliding down on the couch next to him, “do I get like a fancy VIP pass?”
“You do,” Steve says, “there’s just one catch.”
“Okay?” Eddie asks, tilting his head and reaching for the tv remote.
“Apparently they usually reserve the box for the wives and girlfriends … so either you’re gonna have to be my boyfriend or you’re going to have to sit in the stands with the fans.”
Eddie makes a noise that must register to Steve as alarmed or upset because he rushes to finish.
“It’s not that bad, you just need to like, pretend to be my boyfriend so you can sit with the other WAGs and like, then you can be in the box and have all you can drink alcohol and snacks.”
“Did you agree to this!?” Eddie asks.
“If I say yes, how mad are you going to be?” Steve asks.
(omg ya'll. i feel like this has been slept on. it's got everything you want. pining, jealousy, oblivious, cocky!steve. unf. so good.)
Taking Smoke with my Coffee by UisceOneLove - 3,930 words, general
Summary: "Order for Firefighter Diaz!"
Eddie knows that coffee runs have typically been deemed a Probie task. He did plenty of them when Bobby first recruited him to the 118. So, tradition dictates that it's supposed ot be Ravi getting them.
But Eddie gets to have a lot of nice things for himself. The things that make even his worst call days just a smidge better.
If anyone (Hen) is interrogating him for details, it's definitely the coffee he's referring to."
I'm not in my gear, Buck," Eddie tells the barista when he approaches the counter.
The smile he looks forward to is waiting for him courtesy of the barista that makes even Eddie have to tip his head back a little bit to make eye contact. "Yeah," Buck drawls as he pushes the tray of coffee towards him, "but you're still on duty."
things we shouldn’t do
“Why is everybody taking my relationship status so personally? Can’t I be fine with being single?” Buck said.
“Hey, you don’t have to say yes, be sad and alone if that’s what you want,” Josh replied. “But, I’m just saying. I’ve seen photos and this guy is volcanic levels of hot. Also, single dad, super cute kid. Saves lives for a living like you. I think you should give it a go.”
(the one where Buck and Eddie accidentally get set up on a blind date with each other, and everything snowballs from there)
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Buy Back the Secrets
He casts his gaze to the right, to the voice he’d heard a minute ago and the hand still on his shoulder.
And, well. Okay. So Buck may have just been unconscious for an indeterminable length of time but he doesn’t think he’s exaggerating when he says the guy leaning over his bedside is one of the most attractive people he’s seen in a long time. Especiallywhen his face splits into a smile that rivals the brightness of the hospital lights that almost just fucking blinded Buck a second ago.
“Welcome back, hotshot,” the guy says and it sounds fond – familiar – and Buck honestly has no idea who this guy is.
His brown hair is dishevelled on top of his head and his eyes look tired but then Buck notices the LAFD t-shirt so- alright. Someone from the firehouse, maybe? But he’s pretty sure he’d remember a face like that.
*
After getting hurt on a call, Buck wakes up thinking it's 2018. AKA Buck can't remember who Eddie is but he's pretty sure everyone's lying when they say they're "just friends."
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What’s love got to do with it?
"Hear me out," Buck said. "Clearly, both of us are sick of dating other people. And we're a good fit, in pretty much every way that matters. So what if we're not in love? We don't need to be in love to be happy together."
Eddie frowned. "So basically, we'd be boyfriends, without benefits?"
"Yes!" Buck snapped his fingers. "Like platonic boyfriends! We'd get all the benefits of a relationship and none of the heartbreak."
And maybe Eddie had finally lost his mind, or maybe it was from all the alcohol clouding his judgment, but the idea of it didn't sound half as crazy as it should have.
*** After Buck’s and Eddie’s dates both end with disasters – proving once again that maybe dating just wasn’t meant for them – they decide to simply settle for each other. If there was one person in the world they'd ever trust with their hearts, it was each other. And who was a better person to date other than your very own best friend?
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Those Two Firefighters
#thosetwofirefighters starts to gather a following on social media, as everyone tries to figure out if those two cute firefighters from the 118 in LA are a thing or not.
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the affliction of the feeling by nondz (pinkjook)
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“Hold on,” Robin interrupts. “Hold on, is this— are you, like. Do you know what masochism is?”
“I know I act like it sometimes, Robin, but I’m not actually fucking twelve,” Steve says.
OR: Eddie has a black hanky in his back pocket.
(i love that this just skips the sexuality crisis and straight to Steve using all his wiles to seduce Eddie. Who is, naturally, oblivious.)
