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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."
Or,
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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10 Jun 2026
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“It’s always pretty fun to see a former fuckboy from your grad school era bootycall list all domestic and settled down.”
“Right, uh,” Buck’s brain is very quickly piecing together the slow onceovers, no doubt cataloguing the matching sleep-soft sweatpants and cozy hoodies and unbrushed hair at breakfast-time on a weekday. The singular witnessed conversation regarding co-purchased home cleaning products. The lack of personal space followed by the hasty exit when made to interact with an ex of sorts. “He’s, uh, he’s actually my best friend.”
“Hey man, I love that for you. That’s the best way to do it, you know? Wish everyone got that in their relationship.” She's smiling very warmly at him. Buck’s sweating again.
“He’s my partner,” Buck stresses, as much emphasis on the word ‘partner’ as he can manage.
or, two boy best friends and an ex lover walk into a grocery store. everyone is on their normalest behaviour.
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03 Jun 2026
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Mi media naranja. Half an orange, right? Like—two sides of the same coin, or something. A complementary coupla guys. A little silly, maybe, referring to a grown adult as a piece of fruit, but the sentiment is sweet enough.
“Hey,” Buck asks the girl beside him. “Um, Alba. She called Rosie ‘mi media naranja’. Like—half an orange? Is that a common saying in Mexico?”
“Oh, sure,” she nods. “It’s a pretty normal term of endearment. Cheesy as hell, but, well.” She gestures at where Eddie and the two women are sitting. Alba’s holding Rosie’s hand now. “When you’ve known each other that long and fit together that well… it’s just sweet.”
My most best friend. That’s what Alba said. That’s—well, that’s who Eddie is to him, essentially. And if what Eddie’s missing is a little affection in a language that feels like home, well. Buck can give that to him.
or, buck notices the lack of spanish terms of endearment in eddie’s life since his abuela died. so, he’s armed with what he’s been reliably informed is a totally normal thing to call your buddy. Operation Make My Best Friend Feel Cherished, as he’s named it on a trial basis in the privacy of his own head, is a-go
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29 May 2026
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Don’t say anything about missing Eddie, he thinks as he chops veggies to hide in Bobby’s ragu sauce. Don’t say anything about wanting him and Christopher back. Don’t say anything about El Paso, or facetime calls, or any feelings.
“I think Eddie and Chris are haunting my kitchen,” Buck blurts out.
In 2025, Evan Buckley is living at 4335 South Bedford Street and missing his Diaz boys. To compensate, he starts cooking.
In 2017, new firefighter academy recruit Eddie Diaz is starting to believe his son when he says that their new house comes with its very own kitchen ghost.
In every time, there is a kitchen, food for three, and love, and love, and love.
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18 May 2026
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"It’s time for you to rest. Do you hear me? It’s okay. We're all going to be fine. I am right here. I’m not going anywhere."
Eddie wished he could say everything he wanted to- that, through all the pain, the blood and tears and dirty socks left on the floor and dishes in sink, the bullets and lightning, the sweet kisses on the back of his thighs-
“I’d…I’d do it all…again.”
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Eddie, after living a long beautiful life, gets to have one more conversation before he moves on.
((Or, some really old dude fights time to revisit where it all began before he moves on.))
Series
- Part 5 of The roots that grow
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16 May 2026