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“I don’t know what to do,” Buck admits, defeated.
Eddie blinks. “You…don’t know how to floss?”
Buck glares at him. “Obviously I know how to floss,” he sasses, which is a good point. Eddie has seen him do it hundreds of times. Buck is very diligent with his oral hygiene. “I just don’t know whether I should. It’s not sexy. I wouldn’t usually, if I - - y’know, historically, at this point,” he says, gesturing between them. “I wouldn’t.”
Or, Eddie is a low maintenance sleeper. Buck tries to explode his snoring strips with his mind.
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24 Dec 2025
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“Whoa, buddy!” The man with all his working limbs says, bending down in front of Christopher, putting himself between the toddler and the road. “Roads are no fun for babies.”
And Eddie, as stated, already cannot breathe. When he does try to breathe, he’s sucking in burning flames. So it takes a minute to register that the nice man who just saved his baby’s life is - - fuck. Of course. Of course, it’s his hot new neighbor.
Or, Eddie is injured. He also has a toddler. His next door neighbor keeps them alive.
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- Part 3 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
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21 Dec 2025
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“Youdidntlookexcitedtoseeme,” Eddie mumbles in one unhappy breath.
Buck chuckles. “What was that?”
Eddie huffs. “You,” he says pointedly, poking a finger into Buck’s chest. “Didn’t look excited,” he emphasizes. “To see me.”
Or, sometimes, Eddie likes to be a tiny bit dramatic. Just sometimes. Just as a treat. It's Buck's favorite thing.
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- Part 2 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
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21 Dec 2025
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Chris hates this stupid party. He hates it and he wants to go home. He pulls up a contact he hasn't messaged in a while.
Can you come get me?
Buck:
Yef
Yes
Where are you?Series
- Part 1 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
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21 Dec 2025
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If there’s one thing to know about Buck, it’s that he never rejects a call from Eddie. Ever. No matter what he’s doing, no matter where he is—he always picks up when Eddie calls.
Well… almost always.
There’s a first time for everything, and this is the first time Buck has even thought about hitting the big red button on his screen instead of the green one.
When his phone lights up, his hand is still wrapped around his cock, head tipped back against the pillows, some random porn video playing on his iPad in the background—more out of habit than any actual interest in the content.
He blinks at the screen.
Eddie.
OR: the phone sex fic
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21 Dec 2025