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Eddie was kind to a fault; if Buck just asked to be held for a little while, Eddie would probably indulge him. But a ‘probably’ wasn’t certain enough for his liking and Buck couldn’t handle another crushing blow tonight, both literally and figuratively. Tonight, he just wanted to pretend for one last time that Eddie was his in all the ways he wanted him to be and bask in the feeling of being held and safe in his arms.
Besides, Buck loved sex, he really did. And maybe he wasn’t exactly in the mood for it right now, but once he was in the moment he was sure he’d get there with a little help. But even if he didn’t, it would hardly be a hardship to go through with it anyway to fast forward things to the cuddling afterglow he was desperately craving. He always enjoyed pleasing his partners, even if he didn’t get anything in return himself and he had enough experience in playing his cards right with others to make sure that Eddie wouldn’t even be able to tell the difference. None of his previous hookups ever did, or maybe they just didn’t care. It was sex they wanted from him, after all.
And as far as Buck was concerned, sex was the price of admission he was always more than happy to pay.
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20 Apr 2026
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“How did you get home from the hospital?”
“Took an uber.”
“Does Maddie know?” Silence. “Does anyone?” More silence. More of Buck refusing to meet his gaze, staring at the door like he thought he could entice Eddie to leave by the power of suggestion. Well, good fucking luck, Eddie thought. Wild horses, and all that. “Why didn’t you call anyone?” he demanded. “Why didn’t you call me?”
“I did!” Buck snarled. The momentum of his indignation carried him into a sitting position, and Eddie could see him flinch with the pain of it. His unnaturally stoic front was gone, and something raw and wrenching took its place; it occurred to Eddie that he’d never heard Buck raise his voice before. “I did call you, Eddie! As I was bleeding out on my kitchen floor. You. Didn’t. Answer.”
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The squatter in Buck's attic has a knife. Buck has a bit of a breakdown. Eddie has a plan to make everything right.
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07 Apr 2026
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He saw what Tommy must have seen, Buck who was so obviously jealous of them. Buck who always defaulted to Eddie’s side. Buck who asked Tommy to move in despite wanting Eddie to go to the stupid basketball game with him a few hours earlier.
My attention?
You can take Eddie if you want.
I’m not your last.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh no.
Oh fuck.
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After Buck gets dumped, he remembers he agreed to go to Abby's wedding with a date. Eddie steps up and pretends to be his boyfriend. All hell breaks loose.
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05 Apr 2026
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After waking up in the hospital with a bad case of amnesia, Evan Buckley is reverted to his sixteen year old self. Much to the 118's surprise, this version of Buck is nothing like the man they've come to know and love. He's shy, skittish and quiet- everything their Buck is not. What could possibly have made their friend turn out like this?
And why do none of them have any idea about his past? Will Buck be able to keep his secrets, or will his sixteen year old self ruin everything he worked so hard to hide?
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