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Now, there's a thousand reasons not to be doing this. That list starts with the part where these walls are made of glass. It ends, 998 reasons later, with the fact that Buck’s always been a little bit head-over-heels for his best friend, making the whole thing a generally bad idea.
None of these are good enough reasons to make him stop.(In which the locker room and Jeep are thoroughly desecrated, and Buck and Eddie figure things out. Eventually.)
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02 Aug 2026
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“I don’t know, she’s cute. Nice.” Eddie shrugs again, and Buck has to refrain from snapping 'that’s the spirit!' He can be supportive. He can.
He can try.
“That’s it?” Buck tilts his head, huffing a breath that he thinks sounds enough like a chuckle.
“I don’t know. She’s a nurse, I think. She loves kids and science, I think Chris’d really like her.”
It only takes a second. Something in Buck cracks open and magma pours out, scorching heat that spreads and burns through every inch of his flesh. He doesn’t have time to rein it in; he scoffs against his better judgment, mumbling barely under his breath, “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
Or : Eddie is about to repeat past mistakes, and Buck finally snaps.
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Eddie doesn't make the decision, not really. He doesn't even realize what he's doing until he's already doing it, until his hand is on Buck's thigh—on the bare skin of it, feeling sticky, clinging sweat—landing too high up.
It's without conscious choice, when his pinky stretches under the fabric of the bunched up shorts, following hair and warmth. Eddie's heart stutters in his chest but, he isn't given a chance to worry, or think about stopping, because Buck's legs spread at the contact, and he melts, collapses completely into Eddie's side.
Eddie's breath catches.
His calloused fingers pass over soft skin, and his thumb squeezes and kneads into the toned muscle. It's involuntary, like a reflex, like Buck is his to touch, and has been his.
The heat must be getting to him.
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In the summer heat, denial is a hard thing to hold onto.
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07 Jul 2026
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Just a two chapter rewrite of Buck and Eddie in Nashville bar and what should have happened
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05 Jul 2026
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"It was in the couch," Buck complains. He prods at the arm of it, looking aggrieved. "You've gotta teach this guy not to take other people's things."
"Why is that my responsibility?"
Buck twists his neck to look up at Eddie from where he's putting the sock back on, expression incredulous. "It's your couch," he justifies, once all ten toes are back in captivity. "You—brought it into this world."
"Mm-mm," Eddie hums, lips pursed, head shaking. "I want a paternity test. That couch looks nothing like me."
"You sure? You're both kinda, y'know, square. Wide—hey!" Buck yelps, because Eddie has picked up a throw pillow and is using it as a weapon against the side of Buck's head with one hand. (The other is occupied stiff-arming his beer to keep it from spilling on his... second-born, apparently.) "You didn't let me finish! You're—inviting," Buck laughs, winded, "and—and soft, and comfortable—"
Or: Buck can't seem to stop losing things in Eddie's couch.
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