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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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26 Jun 2026
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“I can’t sleep,” Spooky Doorway Eddie says. “Can we just keep fighting tomorrow?”
The annoyance drops from a boil to a simmer. He reaches for the covers, holding up a corner in an invitation for a temporary truce. “I’m still mad at you.”
“I know,” Eddie offers, crossing the room and slipping beneath the sheets. “I’m mad at you, too.”
Or, a first fight and a truce.
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26 Jun 2026
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Eddie can feel the goosebumps puckering across Buck’s skin. He’s torn between chasing that feeling, letting the goosebumps spread all over Buck's pale body—or rubbing his fingers over each individual hump and smoothing them out completely.
Eddie gives Buck a massage to help with the pain in his leg after he’s injured on a call. Things…escalate and they get their happy ending after all.
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21 Jun 2026
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“Are you fucking kidding me?” Eddie yells over the rain, “You know what? I’m just going to go. Give me my keys.”
Eddie holds his hands out for the keys, but Buck makes no move to hand them over.
“The keys, Buck!” He’s shaking so bad, Buck feels awful.
“Eddie-”
“No, just-” Eddie wipes his eyes, “I just want to leave.” He snatches the keys from Buck and walks around him to head towards the truck.
Eddie stops abruptly, “You know, maybe I should just go home and finish packing and just fucking head to Texas tonight since I’m so fucking unwanted!”
Buck steps down the stairs, “Unwanted? You think you’re unwanted?”
Eddie holds his arms out, “What the fuck am I supposed to think, Evan? You.. You cancel any plans I try to make with you, I track you and you’re out at bars or other houses and.. And I know that’s not my business okay? I fucking know that but, you- Buck you just stopped coming around.”
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Buck struggles with the idea of Eddie leaving to go to Texas...Eddie has some things to say.Bookmarked by MaSeshield
19 Jun 2026
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Eddie's talking about Marisol, about how he should have seen it coming, about how he's tired of trying to make things work that aren't meant to work. Buck is listening, mostly, but he's also watching the way Eddie's throat moves when he swallows, the way his fingers drum restlessly against the table.
"What about you?" Eddie asks suddenly. "How's Tommy?"
Buck blinks.
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or; Kim situation never happened, Eddie and Marisol break up. Buck and Eddie get a bit too drunk.
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19 Jun 2026