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“Eat.” His tone is gentle, but there’s an undertone to it, one that Eddie knows well. It’s a firmness, something akin to a hand pressing down on the back of his neck.
“C’mon, man—”
A hand lands on Eddie’s other shoulder, thumbs pressing into Eddie’s shoulder blades, working in small, tight circles.
Eddie’s lashes flutter, a soft exhale escaping him.
“Come on, half the bowl. I know you didn’t eat breakfast, and lunch won’t be ready for another thirty.” Buck’s voice is edged with concern, and leaves very little space to argue. It’s only after Buck points it out that Eddie realises how hungry he is.
Suddenly, thumbs shift, pressing into the spot just at the base of his neck where he always holds a lot of tension, the muscles taut and straining with stress.
Another soft noise escapes Eddie. A part of Eddie wants to argue, but a shameful, insistent part of him is so grateful not to have to decide. He didn’t have to decide to eat, didn’t have to decide what to eat, how much to eat, or when his next meal would be.
All Eddie has to do is relax under Buck’s hands and pick up a piece of fruit.
or the joy of letting your boyfriend take care of you
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21 Sep 2026
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"Eddie?" Shannon picks up on the fourth ring. "Everything okay?"
"I kissed a man," he says.
The silence on the other end stretches for nine thousand years. Eddie can hear Shannon breathing. He can hear his own heartbeat slamming against his ribs. He stares at the apartment building through his windshield, at the lit window on the fourth floor that might belong to E. Buckley, and waits for his ex-wife to say literally anything at all.
"You what?"
"I kissed a man, Shannon. Just now. I was delivering food and he opened the door and I just— I kissed him. On the mouth. And I don't know why."
Another silence. Then a sound Eddie recognizes with dawning horror as Shannon trying very, very hard to suppress a laugh.
"Shannon."
"I'm processing."
"You're laughing."
"I'm processing." She fails spectacularly. "I'm sorry, I just— you kissed a man? Edmundo Diaz? The same Edmundo Diaz who wouldn't watch Brokeback Mountain with me because it made him 'uncomfortable'?"
"It did make me uncomfortable!"
"Yeah, Eddie, I'm starting to understand why."
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14 Sep 2026
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"So." Buck takes another sip of coffee, real slow, savoring the wind-up. He sets the mug down with a soft clink. "Princess."
Eddie closes his eyes.
This is it. This is where they find him face down in his eggs. Chimney's going to have to call Pepa. Pepa is going to be furious. The funeral will be small and Buck better wear something hideous to it, Buck better wear that godawful floral shirt with the parrots, the one Eddie told him was ugly out loud one time two years ago and has been secretly obsessed with ever since, because Eddie deserves the satisfaction of being buried while looking at it.
"Buck." He says it into his toast.
Buck shrugs. "I'm just asking."
"You're not asking. You're enjoying yourself."
"I'm doing both, Eds, I’m versatile."
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Eddie gains a boyfriend, a pair of lace panties, and learns a lot about himself in the span of forty-eight hours.Series
- Part 2 of veni, vidi, vici
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12 Sep 2026
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Eddie didn’t know what to expect when they got dispatched to the call, but it certainly wasn’t this.
The man was bound, but the intricacy by which he was tied up was like nothing Eddie had seen before. It wasn’t just his wrists, but his arms were secured behind him, attaching him to the frame of the bed by something Eddie couldn’t quite see from where he stood.
It wasn’t a rushed job, from the little that Eddie could tell was going on. This was precise work—secure and firm in its structures. Their victim was completely bound. Immobile.
Something far back in his mind—shaped vaguely like a door, cracked open just enough to make Eddie suck in a breath and slam it back shut.
or, when Eddie learns something new about himself, it forces him to begin untangling a web of desires he's kept hidden for a long time.
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12 Sep 2026
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“You cannot mean what I think you mean,” Eddie says.
“For old time’s sake!” Buck says. “To remember how it all started.” He kisses Eddie’s hand again.
Don't worry, this definitely won't get out of hand.
Series
- Part 2 of short circuit
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05 Sep 2026