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"Hey," Eddie says. "Can we go outside for a minute?"
Buck looks up and his face is carefully neutral, which on Buck is the equivalent of a five-alarm blaze because this man has never been neutral about a single thing in his life.
"Sure."
They leave cash on the table and step out into the parking lot. The air is heavy and thick with honeysuckle and asphalt and the far-off electric promise of rain. The cat is gone and the neon sign buzzes above them, pink and sputtering.
"I don't want to stay here tonight," Eddie says.
Buck’s eyebrows tick up. "Okay?"
Hesitating, cutting a look back at the diner, Eddie says, "Look, I know we were gonna find a motel somewhere around here but this place doesn't sit right with me. I can't explain it. I'd rather just keep driving."
He's bracing for Buck to push back, to ask what specifically feels wrong, use this as a doorway back into the booth and the hand and all of it. But Buck just looks at his face for a second and nods.
"Yeah. Okay. Let's go."
Or,
Buy one Buck kidnapping and get an Eddie kidnapping for free!Can be read as a standalone but is technically a continuation of my fic 'hands on'
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- Part 2 of no grave can hold my body down
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Eddie can’t move. Like this, Buck is illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window; dust motes shimmering around his head, his hair haloed in gold. Beautiful, Eddie thinks. And to his surprise, he doesn’t feel any sort of guilt about doing so.
Except — he should. Because Buck is dating Tommy, and he’s happy, and Eddie would rather go to his grave repressed and miserable than ever take away from Buck’s happiness.
Or: Eddie starts to untangle his complicated feelings about himself, and Buck. Mainly Buck.
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17 Dec 2024
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“It’s—” Eddie starts, and then stops again. “Abuela,” he says eventually. His voice splinters like new wood, green and fraying at the seams. Stretching until it can’t anymore. Everything has a breaking point.
905 coda: eddie calls buck, and buck comes.
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09 Nov 2025
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There’s too much heat. The flames crackle and curl in the busted windows. The house is only two stories high. If Buck would listen, if he’d turn around and get out – he could be at the door, he could be out of the fucking blast radius.
But Buck’s still standing in it.
Eddie is cursed.
Like he has been for years.
Eddie is the blast radius.
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Eddie Diaz is cursed.
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18 Jul 2025
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“You’re okay,” Buck murmurs into Eddie’s shoulder, so soft that he thinks it might not even be audible. But then Eddie turns his cheek to rest against Buck’s shoulder and he realizes that he’s heard it loud and clear. So Buck does the only thing he can think to do, and runs his hand lightly over Eddie’s back as he whispers it again. “You’re okay. You’re okay.”
It’s half for Eddie, and half for him.
or: what if buck had seen eddie come home hurt from fighting?
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13 Jun 2025