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“you know me better than anyone. you always have.” If it inspires ✨:)
Buck waits until Eddie’s off the ground and on the couch, the baseball bat replaced by a cup of peppermint tea. Eddie clutches it between his hands, a crumpled up tissue on his leg. Buck settles next to him and tries not to feel surprised when Eddie slumps into his side.
“Why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?” Buck asks. He keeps his voice quiet, like the sound would spook Eddie more than the words. He feels Eddie tense and relax just as quickly.
“I didn’t want to admit it, I think,” Eddie sighs, blows across his tea, and shifts into a more comfortable position against Buck’s side. Buck extracts his arm from behind Eddie’s back so it’s all but curled around him.
“To me?”
“To you,” Eddie agrees, and takes a sip, “and to me. Didn’t want to make it real.”
“I could have helped you,” Buck says. Eddie shakes his head. Buck pinches his side. “Don’t be stubborn.”
Eddie huffs a tiny laugh, a shadow of how he used to be, and somehow it’s still the best thing Buck’s heard in a year. “You know me better than anyone else. You always have. Do you really think I was ready to accept help before now?”
Buck swallows, watching the side of Eddie’s head as he takes another sip. “It’s just me, Eddie.”
“Especially from you,” Eddie says, “how could I have let you help me when you’ve got everything else to deal with?”
“Eddie,” Buck lets out a long breath, wiggling so he can look at Eddie head on without letting him go, “you matter more than anything else I’m dealing with.”
Eddie’s eyes shine up at him. “Don’t say that to me.”
“Why not?” Buck insists. “It’s true.”
Eddie sighs again, looking worn and world weary. He tips his head so it can rest against Buck’s shoulder.
“Okay, Buck,” he murmurs. That’s the last thing he says for a long time.
sacred romantic moments
"wanna stay for breakfast?" and/or "i always wondered what it would be like to kiss you."
The arrangement between them was simple - there'd be a look. Often something as simple as a raised eyebrow or a smirk. There'd be a spark that would start a fire that'd end with them in someone's bed. They'd move together as effortlessly as they always had, and then they'd go their separate ways. No sleepovers, no kissing, no feelings. It worked pretty well to keep their boundaries, making sure they never strayed from friends into something-other-than. It worked well until, well, it didn't.
Eddie rolled off of Buck with one last scrape of his teeth against Buck's collarbone, chuckling deeply as it elicited a shiver from him. He flopped onto the bed next to Buck, his chest heaving as he tucked his arms behind his head. "Nice play, Buckley." He teased, his head flopping to the side.
"You're not so bad yourself, Diaz." Buck laughed, turning onto his side and resting his cheek on his fist. "Especially whatever the hell that last move was, please pull that again."
Eddie simply grinned at Buck, a quiet hmm emanating from his throat. His eyes scanned the long planes of Buck's body, and he tried to swallow past the lump of dangerous feelings suddenly bubbling up in his chest. He sighed quietly, sitting up as he stretched. "I should probably get going, it's getting late-"
"Wanna stay for breakfast?" Buck blurted, eyes wide and the lightest dusting of pink on his cheeks.
Eddie paused, turning to look at him. "Breakfast? We don't do breakfast. It's not part of...this." Eddie flapped his hand around him a little.
"I know it's not. But maybe...maybe it should be." Buck sat up, bedsheet falling to cover his lap and Eddie thought he had never looked more beautiful. "Maybe we could do breakfast, Eds. Maybe we should."
Eddie's heart hammered in his chest as he shuffled closer to Buck, praying he wasn't reading the situation wrong. "Yeah, okay. But if we're doing breakfast..." Eddie raised a hand to cup Buck's cheek gently, his thumb catching on his lower lip as he tugged slightly just to watch it rebound. "We're also doing kissing. I always wondered what it would be like to kiss you, Evan. And if we're doing kissing..." Eddie lowered Buck back down onto the bed, leaning close enough so that their noses brushed against one another. "We're also doing dates, and everything in between. That clear?" He murmured quietly, delighting in the way Buck's pupils dilated until the blue was mostly black.
"Crystal." Buck breathed, and Eddie finally closed the gap between them.
friends with benefits (sfw) prompts
You don’t count?? YOU DONT COUNT?? She says, asif she isn’t the author of disaster bi Buck, an under appreciated masterpiece.
I’m filing for divorce.
THAT SERIES IS CRACK, AJ. 🤣
Plus, @princessfbi told me in DM that she tagged me for my podfics. Which are fics written by other people. And that post was specifically about authors, so I'm still right regardless. 😌💚
bon i cannot do this it is 6am and i’m about to cry 🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹
whatever you do don't think about girldads!buddie. don't think about their three-year-old daughter falling asleep finger painting or something with her head on the table and the same exchange happening. and don't think about them laughing at the ridiculousness of it and then buck scooping her up to put her in bed but not before eddie takes a picture.
not me tearing up thinking about how most of last season eddie was in his long sleeve uniform, with the shirt under it and then now with just the tshirt 🥹🥹🥹
kym im getting emotional about shirts and the season hasn’t even started yet 😭
AJ my lovely I am right there with you and I have been since the stills were released of him in the short sleeve shirt and we were all thirsting over his arms!! But unrepressed Eddie Sharing his arms with the world 🥹🥹🥹 Buck won’t be able to resist for long 🤭
I can’t wait to see if it continues all season (or if he goes back to long sleeves when the makeup team run out of cover up for him 😂)
“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.” +buddie 👀
“I think I've been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”
Eddie reaches out, taking Buck's hand and squeezing it gently, “you don't have to hold back anymore, Buck, I'm all in.“
Buck nods slowly, still unable to meet Eddie's eyes, “I just don't want to fuck this up-”
“You won't. We won't. We're in this together- and sure- we might fuck up sometimes, but this- us?” Eddie raises their joined hands to his lips, “we're fighters, remember? Fires, earthquakes, a goddamn tsunami- bombs and bullets- we've survived all that, together. Love- our love- it will never be the thing that destroy us- it's what makes us stronger, okay?”
“Okay,” Buck finally meets his eyes, blue eyes rimmed with tears, but hope shining through them, “I love you.”
“I’m all in, Evan,” Eddie repeats, bringing his free hand to cup Buck's jaw, “and I love you, too.”
random sentence starters
Hayley!! HAPPPY BIRTHDAY!! i hope you have a wonderful day filled with starbuck cuddles and cake (or your preferred birthday treat 💕)
Starbuck did in fact cuddle me before I got up! It’s her new trick.