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“Thanks again, man.” He smiled, trying to convey the depths of his appreciation for Eddie and his stupid wonderful kindess, before his face fell upon seeing colour blooming in Eddie’s face again. “You feeling ok? You’ve been a little flushed this morning.” He leaned in close and lay a hand gently on Eddie’s forehead, ignoring the whispers from Hen and Chim behind him.
“Yep!” Eddie jolted backwards, hand shooting up to latch around Buck’s wrist and pull him away from his face. “Perfect, never better.”
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aka 5 times Buck was oblivious, one time Eddie clued him in
















