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They were so boyfriends in this moment.

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911onabc: Your plans tonight: Watching Peter Krause on @/jimmykimmellive. #Kimmel

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i love it when dudes are smart but also sooooo stupid. like come here baby sit on my lap and tell me what the fuck is a bee-nado?????

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We don’t talk about this look of yearning enough.

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"At least it ain't drugs," I whisper as I queue up 'Buck, Bothered and Bewildered' once again.

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Do you have a "signature move" in the bedroom?

Yeah it’s called sleep

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9-1-1 -> 2x1 ❝ under pressure ❞

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We're getting 🥰 bucktommy 🥰 in the same frame 🥰 next week 🥰 next week

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✨ frames of the day ✨

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First Kiss Tommy

First Date Tommy Coffee Date Tommy Basketball Tommy Pilot Tommy Bachelor Party Tommy Smiley Tommy

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manifesting lots of bucktommy casual intimacy 🙏🕯

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Them, just them 👬🚒💙🚁❤️

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so imagine: s8e1, many bees, zero tommy

until

another last 5 minutes of the episode, the jeep pulling up to this small house with a tiny front yard, a car already in the driveway, buck dragging his body out, hefting that gear bag over his shoulder

takes the four or five steps up to the front door and stands there kind of too still, tired down to his bones and beyond. adjusts the bag on his shoulder and he's about to knock, but the door opens- it's tommy

(who's trying so hard to look... light-hearted! but concerned. but relieved! but he totally wasn't worried to death about buck, buck can handle anything and it's not like his whole heart is tied up in this guy on his porch)

"hey," buck exhales. "i really don't want to talk about the 22 million bees. can we talk about anything but the 22 million bees?"

there's a beat, and tommy leans back inside for a second. "your keys fell off the hook by the door and landed in my boot, again, so i got this." he holds out a shallow, bright blue bowl, lowers it to show buck a set of keys already in there. he drops buck's keys in there, too.

buck looks at it, nods. "that's a really good bowl. it's a good idea."

"i get them sometimes," tommy agrees. "ready to come home?"

buck drops his bag inside the door and leans all his weight against tommy's chest. "how'd you get out of bee-pocalypse?"

"bee-nados don't play great with helicopters. also i worked too much overtime last week." tommy kisses his forehead. "i'm sure there's some fresh hell waiting for me tomorrow, so we'll be even."

"bee even."

tommy pulls him inside, off the porch. "yeah, come in, let's put you back together. you ever see the movie my girl?"

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I’m so happy that Lou advocated that the bucktommy first kiss be tender and sweet vs a makeout. It just wouldn’t have hit the same imo. The softness was what buck and that moment needed. It wouldn’t have made sense for his first kiss with a man to be a makeout session. Is anyone’s first kiss a makeout?? So why should his first one with a man have been one? Lou was so correct here and I honestly think the amount of thought and care he put behind just that one scene was what solidified his role for the future. It showed how much he cares about this storyline and wanting it to make an impact and not just to be the stereotypical hot guys making out on tv. It also showed a difference in this relationship vs Bucks past ones. Most of his character’s first kisses with love interests have been 911s version of steamy. With Tommy it wasn’t. It was almost signifying a fresh start for Buck. Something slow and new and exploratory. Not something born from adrenaline off a call. Anyway I just love the choice.

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When Buck and Tommy sleep together, Buck always ends up on his side with Tommy spooning him. They haven't really talked about that, it's just– happened, and Buck may have mentioned that he really, really enjoys being spooned so it's a habit now.

One night, Buck forgets to bring his overnight bag with him so Tommy invites him to just pick some clothes from his closet and that's how Buck notices a weighted blanket in there.

"Hey, Tommy," he says after he retrieves a pair of sleep shorts and a worn out Air Ops tee.

His boyfriend is reading a book, but he immediately lifts his face up and takes off his reading glasses, tilting his head. "Yeah, babe? Come here."

Buck climbs on the bed and scratches the back of his neck. "Uh– I noticed you own a weighted blanket," he says casually, hoping to not sound judgemental or something.

Tommy swallows, then shrugs and takes a breath. "I– I have trouble sleeping sometimes. Nightmares and anxiety. You know– uh, souvenirs from my time in the army. It's not always bad, I just– my therapist suggested to buy one of those, and I thought it was useless and that I didn't need it but I gave it a try and it helped, along with the therapy sessions of course," Tommy rambles, avoiding Buck's gaze like he's embarrassed. "Things got better after a while but sometimes I still struggle and when I have a stressful day or something triggers me I– I use it. It's grounding, and it helps."

Buck pulls Tommy's move and lifts his chin with his index and middle finger. "I'm glad you found something that helps, and you have nothing to be ashamed of, okay?" He says, cupping his face. "Why didn't you tell me? I mean, I love being spooned but we could– I could spoon you or sleep on top of you if that helps."

Tommy's eyes shine under the dim light of the bedside lamp. "I think– I think it could help. I never asked because I don't know how to do that, you know? I'm not used to this, Evan. To have someone who cares, who looks at me and sees something worthy, something good."

"I know the feeling," Buck whispers, tugging Tommy close and hugging him. "But you have me now. I care about you, I love you."

"I know," Tommy echoes, and kisses his birthmark.

That night, Buck sprawls half on top of Tommy, his arm around his waist and his head on his chest, and smiles as Tommy sighs contentedly, allowing himself to be held and protected. It's new, but it's also good.

[this is inspired by a fic I've just finished reading, written by @zeraparker . The title is blanket (go read it!!) and well, she wrote about Tommy owning a weighted blanket which led to me writing this little thing about it because I apparently can't stop writing some Tommy introspection.]

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Buck: *wrapping his arms around Tommy from behind* How is the most dashing boyfriend doing this morning?

Tommy: *takes a sip of his coffee* Good question. How are you doing, baby?

Buck: