hey. imagine buck and tommy decide to live together in tommy’s little fixer upper. buck installs one of those ring cameras for security but like…then imagine buck is trying his hand at like…idk insta reels. he sets one up facing the front door from the inside and records like six months worth of home comings because it’ll be cute right? a way to capture his man and their life that he can keep forever like the scrapbook he still has from thomas and mitchell.
so. theres quite a few captures of tommy coming home from work, buck greeting him at the door with a kiss. theres tommy coming in from a run and grinning as soon as he catches sight of buck through the hallway, in the kitchen. at some point theres ones of tommy coming in and dropping to his knees to greet the belgian shepherd they adopted after one of tommy‘s old military buddies hit him up about taking the dog on because he was getting redeployed.
theres a few of tommy easing the door open silently and closing it gently because buck is in sleeping off a 48. theres a few of tommy barreling in shoulder first after his own 48, dead on his feet, hanging his keys up on the hook just out of frame and then resting his forehead against the wall for a few seconds before trudging upstairs.
theres one of tommy and buck slamming the door open with their hands all over each other, and buck throwing a cheeky grin at the camera while tommy mouths at his jaw and manhandles him further inside. theres one of tommy opening the door gently with jee-yun‘s hand in his own and buck behind them smiling softly. theres even some of tommy opening the door and buck materialising so he can scare the shit of him.
and maybe a few months in, theres one where tommy comes home and makes eye contact with the camera for a few seconds (but buck doesn’t clock this until he edits the footage).
and maybe a month or so after tommy clocks the camera we get a home coming. but this time, its buck opening the door. only to be greeted with tommy on one knee, open box in hand. of course, buck’s smile is bright enough to crack the sky in two. and when the ring is affixed and tommy has buck in his arms and they are spinning around and giggling like a scene out of one of the romance films tommy adores, we see tommy stop and settle his hands around bucks waist, tuck his nose into his curls, and wink at the camera.
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He’s going in and out of sleep. The tv is the only source of light in the apartment, the volume low and droned. A random college game’s on, one that Daiki doesn’t give a shit about. He’s way too comfortable right now. A low curse sounds through the space, aimed at the tv, a low rumble against his ear.
The fingers in his hair still before moving again; dull nails scratching against his scalp as they sift through silky blue strands. Fuck, it feels like heaven and unable to hold back, Daiki releases a soft hum.
Taiga says nothing but the arm around the bluenette’s waist tightens, a pair of lips pressing to the top of his head, lingering, then pressing again.
Kiss…kiss…kiss…kiss…kiss. “Mmm… sweet boy…”
Daiki’s eyes droop at the contact and the mumbled praise and he yawns before snuggling deeper into the redhead’s warm chest, the big fuzzy blanket cocooned around them brushing up against his dark cheek as Taiga takes his fingers from his hair and cradles him close with both arms, face in soft locks, set to fall asleep with his lover.
Kiss…kiss…kiss…kiss…kiss…
Warmth…safe…loved…Taiga.
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