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Word #41- Hostage

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To summarize: Drabbles must be exactly 118 words with one of those words being ‘hostage’ (or its derivatives.) Drabbles must feature characters from 9-1-1 on ABC, but crossovers and original characters are allowed. There are no content restrictions, but drabbles must be rated, warned, and tagged appropriately.

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worst

day 39 of @118dailydrabble word: worst | Gen: Buckley Siblings | rating: G

“Mom and Dad sent you a gift.” Maddie puts a box perfectly wrapped in gold foil with a green bow in front of him.

Buck sighs. He told Maddie to tell them not to worry about getting him anything. He wasn’t sure why he thought this was when they would start listening to him.

“Aren’t you going to open it?”

Buck begrudgingly rips the paper from the rectangular box. He uses his nail to slice the tape holding the box shut and opens it.

It’s a beautiful dark green cashmere sweater.

A perfectly nice sweater.

It’s not meaningful, but it isn’t the worst gift either.

Which somehow makes it worse.

Buck smiles tightly.

“Uh, tell them thank you.”

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Yours, Pt. 2

@118dailydrabble Extra word: Fools

Rated: M; bucktommy; continued from here

Buck sinks onto Tommy’s cock. “You can move.” He doesn’t. “Tommy?”

“I think I need to hear it too.” It sounds like a confession. “That you’re mine.”

“What brought this on?”

“Seeing you so obviously attracted to somebody else made me feel…inadequate.”

“Apparently we’re both fools. I thought you were into him. For the record, you don’t need to feel inadequate.”

“I don’t exactly have a point of reference for what you’re attracted to in men.”

“Tommy, your point of reference is literally buried in my ass.” Buck grabs Tommy’s chin. “Your cleft. Your tits—don’t laugh, I’m serious. Your ass. Your thighs.” Buck moans when Tommy rocks his hips. “I’m yours. I couldn’t be anymore yours.”

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Day 16 of @118dailydrabble - TREASURE

Rated: T | Tommy’s POV

A bit happier of a drabble this time!

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“Without you, my life has no meaning. I vow to always remember to treasure you.”

Tommy frowned as he looked back on what he had written (well copied from Google, to be honest).  It wasn’t wrong, per say, but it wasn’t exactly right either.  His life had plenty of meaning without Evan, and vice versa.  And to treasure you?  That sounded like a bad Hallmark card.

How did he let himself get talked into writing one in the first place?

“-are you having as much trouble with this as I am?” 

Tommy couldn’t describe the relief he felt at Evan’s interruption, and subsequent chuckle as Tommy’s crumpled up piece of paper found its’ target.   

“I know a writer…”

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Worst

Day 39 of @118dailydrabble

Tommy doesn’t want to know.

Tommy doesn’t care.

He doesn’t want to see anymore. No matter who’s waiting for him on the other side of this nightmare, it can’t be anyone good. Can it?

He just... Tommy wants Evan. His Evan. He doesn’t want to be in this nightmare any more and tears slip from his eyes heedlessly as he stares out the window.

Tommy can’t keep seeing the worst moments of his life–

‘You’re dying’ Sal’s words echo in his head and Tommy's chest aches like bones breaking.

��Is it finally sinking in?” Sal asks from the back of the helo. He hasn't moved to unbuckle himself, none of them have.

Because Tommy’s still dying.

He’s...dying... ---

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School

Day 38 of @118dailydrabble

The first time Tommy landed on this roof had been twenty minutes after a 7.1 earthquake had rocked all of downtown LA and had sent a school tumbling into a crevice half the size of a football field. Tommy’s been many times since, but there's still something about that first flight that sticks with him.

Five terrified and wounded children huddled in the back; and the one teacher that wouldn’t make it.

Tommy flies that route twelve more times before he gets called to a different location.

One of so many that day.

Each one that felt just as horrific as every second of this fucked up dream.

“They’re waiting.” Evan says.

Tommy doesn’t move. “Who is?”

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Bewilder

Day 37 of @118dailydrabble

Tommy’s not paying attention to when they stop flying over the water. He knows where they’re heading, but just like always, Tommy can’t take his eyes off the man next to him. Evan’s utterly enchanting. Beautiful in his competence, the slope of his muscles as he flies delighting Tommy who–

Is utterly bewildered when the helicopter starts hovering, ready to land. Tommy finally tears his eyes away from Evan to look out the window and below them the wreckage of the tsunami is gone. Tommy frowns, they should have been heading further out to sea– to a half sunken cruise ship– that’s where they were going, but it’s not where they’re landing. 

Tommy knows this helipad…this hospital.

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Yours

@118dailydrabble Day 39: Worst

Rated: M. bucktommy; continued from here

I need to know you’re mine.

The haunted look in Evan’s eyes is the worst sight Tommy’s ever seen. He’d do anything to exorcise it. 

He lays Evan down. “Look at you, of course I want you.”

“What do you see? When you look at me.”

Tommy kisses him. “The most kissable lips I’ve ever tasted.” 

Tommy nuzzles his stomach. “Your belly drives me crazy.”

“It’s not too…soft?”

Tommy meets his eye. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” He moves down. “Most gorgeous cock.” Tommy takes him in hand. “You own me.”

Evan sucks in a breath and laughs. “Are you still talking to me?” 

Tommy bites his thigh. “I’m yours. Only yours.”

The light returns to Evan’s eyes.

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100 days of henren - day 39: worst

AN ~ for @118dailydrabble hiatus challenge <3 hen + chim angst (background henren, cheating arc era)

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It's the worst fight they've ever had. Certainly the longest they've gone without speaking to each other: they make it through two shifts and an off day without so much as a meme text, and the next time Hen sees her (former?) best friend, it spills out in the locker room.

“I didn't mean to.”

Even as the words leave her lips, she grimaces. She can feel Chim's blood boiling, and she deserves it.

“Your pants just fell off, did they?”

“Come on, that's not fair-”

He slams the door of his locker.

“Bullshit. Karen deserves better, Hen. But you know what? So do you.”

He shoulders past her, and she's left behind, alone.

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Day 39 of @118dailydrabble

Prompt: Worst - Pairing: Bucktommy - Rating: General Audiences

Continuation of day 38

Buck knows all about bad, awful, and horrendous days. He has experienced several of them, especially in the last couple of years.

The worst days of his life so far include: the day Maddie left him a card telling him she wasn't going with him; the bomb and being pinned down by the truck; throwing up blood and his clots; the tsunami; the night when Bobby told him he was the one who didn't want him back on the job; Eddie getting shot; Bobby having a heart attack; and the lightning strike.

Yes, Buck knows all about bad days. But seeing Tommy scream in agony while being wheeled away makes today the absolute worst day of his life.

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Word #40 - Confess

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@118dailydrabble for day 39 prompt worst ☔︎︎ rated: g ☔︎︎ pair: buck/tommy

“I’m exhausted, Evan,” Tommy said, sighing.

The blood drained from Buck’s face. His brain skipped like a record, twisting Tommy’s words into one of his worst memories. Only this time it wasn’t his best friend saying it, it was his boyfriend.

You’re exhausting, Evan.

“Can we revisit this once we’ve both had some sleep?” Tommy added.

Buck barely heard him. Bees were in his ears, a continuous buzzing drone growing louder with each passing second. His chest felt tight, and his breathing went off-kilter.

He white-knuckled the counter, whispered, “I didn’t mean to be exhausting.”

He jolted a little when hands cupped his cheeks, Tommy’s concerned face swimming in his vision. “Sweetheart, no, I’m just tired from work.”

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Worst

@118dailydrabble, day 39

picking up mid-argument after "bewilder" and "school"

“–because we worry about your safety isn't the worst thing they could have said! Just because you can't admit your life is different–”

“My life isn't different! Your dick’s not that transformative!”

“If that were true, you wouldn't have brought up hot chicks.”

Buck flinches. “I apologized–”

“I don't want an apology, I want you to admit it's hard to hold a man's hand–”

“You told me people are accepting! You told me nobody cares!”

Tommy looks wrong-footed. “I was trying to reassure you.”

“Then don't blame me for being reassured! What, do-do-do I have to get hate-crimed for you to take me seriously? Tommy… I don't want to be safe, I want to be happy. Don't you?”

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day 39 of the @118dailydrabble word: worst | pairing: budddie | rating: t

Eddie just finishes stowing the extinguisher when a pair of hands land on his waist, fingers curling tight and possessive before he’s spun around. His back hits the engine as another body presses firmly down the line of his.

Immediately, a mouth catches his in a desperate kiss. Tongue, teeth, toe-curling heat.

When the kiss breaks seconds, minutes, hours — Eddie can’t tell — later, Buck’s mouth is red. Shining. His lips quirk, teeth flash, and he strokes a hand over Eddie’s hip, beneath his turnouts. “Hi,” he breathes.

“You’re the worst,” Eddie groans, “starting something you can’t finish.” He doesn’t withdraw, though.

Buck’s laugh is rich and melodic in his ear. “Sorry,” he says, unrepentant, “I couldn’t help it.”

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Prompt #39: Worst

@118dailydrabble | Rating: T | BuckTommy post breakup

There's barely enough space to land the helicopter in the clearing, and that's not considering the wind gusts threatening to push them off course and into the trees.

Tommy's focusing hard to keep them steady as he brings them down. Sweat has formed on his forehead, little beads running into his eyes. He blinks them away stoically.

He's holding his breath when they touch down, fully aware he needs to take off again in a few minutes.

The side door of the chopper's yanked open and he turns his head. His eyes widen when he recognizes Eddie before he finds himself staring into Evan's hesitant face. It's two weeks since their breakup and it's the worst possible timing.

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Mine? Pt. 2

@118dailydrabble Extra word: Broken (I guess still technically day 38?)

Rated: T. bucktommy; following this

(No kink, but Buck calls Tommy Daddy)

As soon as Tommy’s undressed for bed, Evan’s in his lap, naked and coaxing him into a filthy kiss.

Tommy stills Evan’s hips with a firm grip. “Hey, slow down.”

Evan pouts. “Don’t you want me?”

“Do you want to tell me what this is about?”

Evan buries his face in Tommy’s neck, shakes his head, and whimpers “Daddy.”

“Baby, look at me. Use your words. What do you need?”

“I need—I need to know that even when you want somebody else, you’ll always want me more.”

Not even if, but when. The word sticks in Tommy’s mind like a broken record: when, when, when. But he fails to make any connection.

“I need to know you’re mine.”

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worst

@118dailydrabble, day 39. bucktommy, rated G.

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"What's the worst date you've ever been on?"

They're curled together on the couch, Evan looking up at Tommy with a slightly mischievous grin as he fully loses interest in the TV.

Tommy smirks, raising an eyebrow.

"You mean, besides hot chicks?" he teases, enjoying the instant heat that floods Evan's cheeks.

"Oh god, don't remind me," he groans, burying his head in Tommy's shoulder.

"You asked," Tommy says, laughing. "Anyway, I'm kidding. It's probably the one where the guy brought his mom."

"I'm sorry, what?!" Evan splutters, his shocked laugh echoing through the loft.

"Yeah," Tommy grimaces. "It was… not fun."

Evan grins up at him.

"Good to know I'm not your worst though."

Tommy smiles.

"Never."

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