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(x) Late night walks.

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(all my friends are) stepping stones

part 8 of (all my friends)

buddie // rated M // season 7 rewrite // 57k

excerpt:

“What were you guys talking about?”

Eddie quirks a brow, but he watches his own hands twisting the cap back onto the bottle rather than looking at Buck directly as he confirms: “Me and Tommy?”

“Uh. Yeah.”

“There's a fight he's got tickets to,” Eddie shrugs, and Buck catches himself staring across the court again, another bench where Tommy is gathering his own things, wiping sweat from his face and arms with a towel, “and he wanted to see if I would join him.”

Buck is not— Buck is not some caveman possessive asshole of a partner. He's not. He's not. He won't be. Not this time. Not ever! In fact. 

“Oh. That's— that sounds fun. You like, um, that sort of stuff. And hey! If he does too, then that's— I mean, that's great. For both of you. To go do something like that. Together.”

“Buck.”

When he turns his gaze back on Eddie, it's to find this little smirk pulling at his lips, a sparkle in his eyes, and a tilt to his head like he's been trying to catch Buck's look this entire time. 

“Has he for real been flirting with you?” Buck blurts out. 

More impulse than pride. Always.

“I—” Eddie chuckles, a bursting thing like he didn't mean to, “I honestly have no idea, darlin'.”

And forgive Buck, for he is only all that he is, but he melts. Not going soft and sweet, really, so much as shucking off whatever remaining layer was keeping all his ugly pieces even just semi-hidden. 

“He looks at you like he wants— Like he wants you,” Buck grouses, snatching his water bottle back from Eddie and tossing it haphazardly into his bag. Eddie just keeps smiling at him. 

“Nice to be wanted,” Eddie shrugs. 

“That's mean.”

“You're fucking impossible.”

And then Buck is being dragged away from bundling his bag onto his shoulder by Eddie's big, big hand grasping at the nape of his neck and pulling him bodily into a firm and all-encompassing kiss. Sweaty and sun-warmed and grinning with too much teeth, all he does is giggle into it when Buck does his damned best to swallow him whole. 

He just can't help himself, is given an opening and takes it full-throttle until he's pressing into Eddie hard enough to make him stumble in his footing, kissing him with enough tongue that they could probably justifiably get complaints from anyone else in the near vicinity. 

But Eddie lets him. Opens up and accepts it for what it is, despite what it is being some of Buck's ugliest bits, those ones that melted away with a simple look from a man who knows him too well. Just well enough. 

“Jealous thing,” Eddie murmurs, pecks him lighter on the lips, once more, once more. 

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(x) Liquor now lick him later or something like that.

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(x) They're listening to What I like about you.

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if i had the time (and the emotional stability) i'd write a buddie au based on how my grandparents met. because i genuinely don't know how i never thought of it before, but now i can't stop thinking about how buddie coded they were 60 years ago.

so. my grandfather was an animal lover and a sculptor pretty much his whole life. from a young age he used to carve all sorts of animals out of wood and paper clay and anything he could get his hands on really.

at some point a small newspaper did a feature on his art and someone from the local zoo saw it and reached out. turns out the penguins in their exhibit were spending too much time hiding and they wanted to encourage them to come out. so my grandfather made like 20 life sized penguins out of paper clay and placed them around the enclosure. and it worked. the real penguins saw the fake ones and decided it was safe enough to come out again.

and while he was at it, my grandfather also started doing these little zoo tours for kids. totally volunteer work. he just had a million fun facts and loved talking to kids and sharing what he knew.

that's how he met my grandmother. she came to the zoo with her niece one day during the summer and just kept coming back after that. alone. again and again. she really didn't care about the penguins. she just wanted to hear everything that came out of my grandfather's mouth.

anyway. yeah. very buddie coded of them. But I can't write it I'd cry my eyes out.

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i keep forgetting that @fastcardotmp3 ‘s (all my friends are) universe isn’t real and canon. why did i just pick up a fic and it said something about bucks first love and when it was abby and not miles i violently flinched

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(x) Nap time.

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I can't stop thinking about how it must have been in that ambulance on the way to the hospital after the lightning strike.

Chim refusing to lose another brother and thinking he's failing because Kevin was on that roof becuase of him and Buck was on that ladder in his place and why can't he start his brothers heart he's a medic that's literally his only job—

Hen right beside him trying to stay focused and keep track of time and meds and anything that will keep her brain moving because the second she stops she's gonna fall apart because she almost lost Karen not that long ago and she's supposed to be the composed one but that's her little brother on that gurney and—

Eddie and Bobby up front in dead silence fearing the worst and having to come to terms with the fact that there's nothing they can do to help.

And then they get to the hospital in less time than it should've taken them and Eddie can finally do something with his hands other than dead griping the stearing wheel and so he takes over compresions and he can finally do something with his hands and so he can get them out. that's his job right? he got them out and he can do it again for Buck but then he feels bones cracking under his palms and that's his best friend right there and then there's a pulse and Eddie got them out but he didn't save them did he. It wasn't enough then so he tells the doctors to do more!

Beacuse his best wasn't enough then and so their best might not be enough now.

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Thinking about how buck and eddie are no longer partners and there's a very real chance they never will be again if they keep chim as captain and/or don't bring bobby back and if them not being partners on the job anymore is what finally lets be partners.

Because like I already miss you at work I can't miss you at home too and it wasn't just the job that made us work so well together was it and I want to have your back always and I never stopped so why did you? and I never asked you to move out and you and christopher needed your home back and you are part of it too!

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love me anyway

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love saying "question mark?" out loud when I'm talking about something i'm unsure of

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at least theres still listening to music while staring at the ceiling

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Got to see fantastic 4 today and it was really great but damn the baby fever has never been stronger.

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(x) "The hottest fires burn blue, and his eyes are no exception."

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Clipboard Buck 9-1-1

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Shout-out in the reblogs to the one fanfic author that really gets you, where it really feels like they are writing especially for your specific interest, and they do it so well.