#Evan Buckley Series

[eddiazx]

benefit part 3 (last)- evan buckley x reader

part 1 and part 2 here!

"Alright Buckley, spit it out. What's going on with you?"

Buck should've known that he couldn't hide from you for long. Despite the talk with Hen, he didn't know how to broach the conversation that he was in love with you. So, for the past few days, he avoided being anywhere near you. He was sending less texts, he was coming to your place less often, and he would always pair up with Hen or Ravi for tasks around the firehouse instead of with you. He was doing a relatively good job in distancing himself, until right now.

You had cornered him in the bunk room. Although he had more than a couple inches on you, Buck felt trapped, his back literally against the wall, with you inches away from him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Buck lies, trying to sidestep away from you, but you mirror his move, blocking him from leaving.

"Buck, you haven't been yourself for the past few days. It started after that night, is that what it is? You didn't have a good time and you feel awkward being around me?"

Buck closes his eyes and repeatedly hits his head against the wall behind him lightly. If only that were the case. If only you knew that he had the best time that night, and he constantly wanted to have nights like that with you, but as your boyfriend.

"Listen... if I did something that made you uncomfortable I really am sorry. I don't want you -" You continue, your tone of voice insecure and concerned and sad. Buck couldn't handle that.

"God, I love you okay!" Buck yells. He looks up at the ceiling, the beds, the tiny speck of white paint on the wall across from him. He looks everywhere except you, because Buck doesn't think he can handle seeing pity on your face right now.

"You.. what?" You inquire softly.

"I love you. I think I always did, as Hen pointed out to me, but our night together pretty much sealed the deal. You're amazing, and I know you don't want to be in a relationship, so you can just forget I said anything. Just give me a few days and I'll be back to your normal, best friend Buck, I promise."

Buck is met with silence for a few seconds, and since he's said his piece, he figures he could walk out now. Before he could though, you're pushing Buck back up against the wall, standing on your toes to meet his face in a bruising kiss. Just as a stunned Buck melts into the kiss, you're pulling away.

"I don't want to be in a relationship with anyone else but you, Buck. I love you too."

Buck internally thanks Hen, because she really knows what she's talking about, before picking you up and sitting on one of the beds with you in his lap. His lips meet yours once again, pouring all unsaid feelings in a kiss that is full of potential. You slowly grind against Buck, to which he lets out a cross between a whimper and a groan.

You're both interrupted by the sound of the bunk room door swinging open.

Bobby looks at the two of you in the compromising position, both of your faces flushed and lips glistening red. He shakes his head, exasperated, fond, and not entirely surprised.

"You guys will have a lot of forms to fill out, but congratulations."

Fin.

[faramirsonofgondor]

Any queer man in fiction can’t have a healthy relationship. All they know is pining, divorce, cause the apocalypse, wear silly costume, fight they homo boyfriend, trauma, be disastrous, eat hot chip & lie.

[ahoodgirl]

The New Neighbor {E.B.}

♡ chapter one: locked out ♡

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▪︎ syposis; Caroline Walker has moved in to her first ever apartment thanks to her dad and her brother Caleb. When she gets locked out a handsome stranger, who she realizes is her neighbor, comes home and is asked to help out.

▪︎ warnings; none

▪︎ words; 2,727k

Being locked out of my loft first thing this morning was not something I'd expect to happen. I had left to get some packages from the post office building across the street and came back to realize i had left my keys inside.

Just to my luck, a tall blonde guy with a LAFD jacket on walks to the door in front of mine, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his keys, unlocking the door. "um, excuse me, hi." He turns to me, eyebrows raised in concern. "Hi. is everything ok?" " not really, i just locked myself out of my loft. could you help me out?" "Yeah, of course!" he drops his bag down in front of his door and walks over.

He bends down to examine my lock then pulls out his wallet from his back pocket and grabs two of his cards and returns the wallet to his back pocket. He wedges the two cards between my lock and within a few minutes of timed movements; *click*. "there you go!" i sigh in relief as a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. "thank you so much!" i smile as i lean in for a hug.

"uh, I'm Evan Buckley by the way, but you can just call me Buck." i stick my hand out to shake his, "Caroline Walker, but people just call me Car." he shakes back and i thank him one last time before we both head into our respective lofts.

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a few days later i decided to bake cookies for Buck as a thank you for the other day. i pull the glass out from the oven and set them to the side and let them rest as i look in the upper cabinets for a container. after waiting a few minutes to let them cool, i put in a handful of the freshly baked cookies into the container and put the lid on. i slip on my shoes and make sure i grab my keys thats by the door along with my phone then step outside.

i let my door close softly with a click before i knock a couple time on Evan — Buck's — door. a minute later the door opens to Buck with a smile as he leans against the frame. "hi again," "its Caroline, right?" i smile and nod my head. "yeah, um i wanted to bring you some cookies, as a thank you for the other day." i hand him the glass container and he grabs it, opening it to get a quick taste. "you didn't have to do that, but thank you." he quickly tops the container before asking, "um, would you like to come in?" "sure." he steps back out of the way to let me in, closing the door shut after i step through the threshold.

"wow, your apartment is bigger than mine." he smiles and nods as he puts the cookies on the island. "yeah, just a one bedroom, though." i sit on a stool by the island as he grabs a water from his fridge. "would you like something to drink?" i look up at his question. "um, yeah a water is fine." he grabs another water from the refrigerator and hands it to me, smiling. i take a sip as he tells me about his job. "a firefighter? wow. no wonder you were able to open my door so fast." he laughs and says, "yeah. it used to not be like that, but i eventually learned how." "thats cool." "yeah. excuse me for a second while i use the restroom?" "yeah, of course." he walks behind me to where the bathroom is and shuts the door as my phone vibrates in my hand.

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(03:16 pm) Caleb - how are you settling in?

(03:16 pm) Caroline - good, met the neighbor a few days ago under an embarrassing circumstance.

(03:17 pm) Caleb - he or she? and how?

~

as i was about to respond back, Buck returns from the bathroom. "um, so where were we?" i chuckle and reply, "we were talking about your job as a firefighter..." he snaps his finger in response, "my job, right. yeah so i save people and animals for a living. not a lot of fires, though. what do you do for a living?" "oh um, i work the night shift at a diner that is a few blocks from here. although i went to uni for business science, so the diner thing is part time, just until i find something more, uh" "sound? that fit your needs?" i laugh and nod as i take a sip of my water. he nods his head and says "thats cool. maybe i should come by when im not working." "yeah, of course. i have tonight off, but go back in tomorrow night and the night after." "okay." he smiles as he excuses himself to grab something from upstairs.

~

(03:23 pm) Caleb - so?

(03:23 pm) Caroline - him; and he's a firefighter. i got locked out of the apartment and luckily enough he walked by and i asked him for help. he lives in the loft apartment in front of mine.

(03:24 pm) Caleb - a firefighter? wait, don't tell me you're with him now... are you?

(03:24 pm) Caroline - yes, i am. i baked him cookies as a thank you. the rest is nothing you should worry 'bout.

~

"hey um, i have to go somewhere, its kind of an emergency." "thats fine. but we'll talk later?" he smiles and says, "yeah, um here," he grabs a pen and a piece of paper and writes down his name with his phone number underneath. "this is incase of any emergencies or you get locked out." i take the small piece from his hand as he walks me out. "i'll see you later?" "yeah, sure." we hug and Buck leaves, running down the hall in a hurry.

I smile as i unlock my door and walk inside, letting the door shut behind me. i grab my phone and put Bucks number in then sit down at the table.

a few minutes later my phone buzzes with a new message;

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(03:31 pm) Caleb - are you still there?

(03:31 pm) Caroline - no, i left cause he had an emergency to get to. why you being so nosey anyways? so you can tell mom and dad?

(03:32 pm) Caleb - no... can't i know whats going on in my sister's life as her big brother? ... is he cute?

(03:32 pm) Caroline - not when you're asking so many questions... and yes, he is. very much. i gtg do my laundry. talk later bro.

~

i go to my bedroom and bathroom and grab as many clothes as i can and take them to the washer and start a load.

i go to the kitchen and start cleaning the windows and the counter tops. i then grab my leftovers from last night and heat them up in the microwave while i grab a glass of wine from the fridge.

i grab my food and sit down at the table. before i start eating i hear a soft knock on my door, so i get up and answer it, only to see Buck standing at my door. "hi buck. is everything okay?" "yeah, i ate all your cookies so i wanted to bring your container back." i smile and take the container. "you could have waited, you know." "yeah, but i just always like to take things back to their rightful owner." "thank you." he smiles at me for a few seconds before saying, "um, im having a few friends over this weekend for a get together if you'd like to come." "um, yeah sure. do i need to bring anything?" "you can bring some of your cookies, but make sure its plenty. you might end of meeting my fire family." "yeah, okay." we talk for a few minutes before Buck has to go back to his loft.

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its been a few days since he invited me to his weekend get together and i haven't seen him since. it's currently 7:15 pm and im getting ready for my shift at the diner. I put my hair into two braids then into a ponytail. i grab the loose ponytail and twirl it in my fingers until it wraps around the braids, forming into a bun. i then secure it with a hair tie and several bobby pins. i finish getting ready, make sure i have everything–my house keys and car keys–and grab my phone from the table then leave my loft at 7:28 and go to my job.

I walk in the back door and clock-in then store my things in my employee locker and shut it close. I grab my apron and put it on, tying it in a knot behind my back then go out front and take peoples orders.

It's a few hours later when I'm grabbing someone's food when i hear the bell above the door ring and the sound of two men talking about some random fire call from the other day, come walking in and eventually sit at a booth. one of my friends goes over and asks how their days been and one replys with, "is Caroline Walker working today?" "yeah, she's working today. would you like her to be your server?" "yes, please. if you don't mind." "i got you," she smiles at them and walks around the counter and comes up to me and says, "hey Caroline," i turn to her as she says, "you have a table that requested you as their server," "okay," "you know them?" i turn around to the two men sitting at the booth then turn back and say, "yeah, the one with the birthmark on his eye is my neighbor. known him for a week now." she gives me those mmhhmm eyes before walking away. i grab the food that the cook put out and walk out from behind the counter. "i'll be with you guys in a minute, just take a look at the menu." Buck nods his head and i go drop off the food at the other table and make sure they're good before going back to Buck.

"So buck, what brings you by here? you off today?" i ask, getting out my pad from my apron pocket. "yeah, i am. you told me you worked at a diner, so i figured i'd find you and take you up on the offer." i smile at him and say, "i can't believe you were actually listening." "yeah, im the best listener." we talk for a few more seconds before i hear the other guy clear his throat. "oh right sorry. im Caroline, Buck's neighbor," i put my hand out for him and he shakes it. "eddie diaz; bucks co-worker and friend." "nice to meet you eddie. so what do you guys want to drink?" "just two dr. peppers, is fine." i nod my head and write that down. "any appetizers or do you guys want to go ahead and order?" i look up at the two men and they look at the menu for a moment before replying, "um, i'll take the fried pickles," "okay, and for you buck?" "um, just the onion rings, well done with ranch." i write those down and nod my head. "okay, I'll go put these in and be right back with your drinks." i walk behind the counters and put in the order to the cook, "joey, can i get a side of fried pickles and a side of onion rings well done please?" "you got it." "thanks." i turn around and get their drinks ready and take them to buck and eddie. "here's your drinks, and your appetizers should be out shortly." i smile at them then head back behind the counter.

"so," Leticia comes up beside me and asks, "whats it like being neighbors with a firefighter? is it hot?" i give her a 'back off' look and she raises her hands up in defense. "its good, so far. i got locked out of my apartment last week and luckily he was coming home from a shift so i asked him for help. he was able to get my door open in just a few minutes." "wooh, girl. you got a crush on him yet?" "Laticia!" she look at me, "what? i don't get no action at home. the least i can do is make sure my best friend is getting some!" before i was able to answer, the bell dings meaning the appetizers were ready. "excuse me Leticia, i'll be right back." i grab the apps and take them to the table. "here are your appetizers. do you know what you want for your main dish?" eddie speaks up first, "yeah, um i'll take the burger special of the week," "okay. and would you like everything on it?" he nods his head. "yeah sure." i write that down then turn to buck, "and for you?" "i'll take the crispy chicken club, no tomatoes." "okay. i will put that in for you guys." i make sure everyone else is okay before putting their order in.

"he did give me his number, though." "for what, a booty call?" i fold my arms and turn to look at her. "what?" i rolls my eyes then turn back around. "no, not for a booty call. for in case of emergencies. like if i get locked out again, or if someone tries to hurt me or other more serious emergencies." "mhm." i go refill people's drinks, including buck and eddie, then go check on their food. "how much longer on table 2?" "5 minutes." "okay." i lean against the counter as i watch buck and eddie in a serious conversation, wondering what their talking about.

Joey dings the bell for the food and i take them their meals. "heres your food. you guys need anything?" "more napkins." "gotcha." i grab more napkins from the counter then walk back. "here you go. anything else?" they shale their head. "no were good. thank you!" "you're welcome, just let me know if you need anything is, okay?" "okay." i go check a few more tables before heading to the cash register, helping someone with their check. "have a good day!" i say as i hand them their receipt.

i get a cup from under the counter and pour me some lemonade then pay for it at the register. it gets slower as time goes by, the only people in here being us waitresses and the firefighter boys. Leticia tells me i can take a break, so i put in a ham bacon and cheese melt with cheese fries then pay for it at the register. Once the food is done i grab it and sit at the counter and eat.

I get halfway through my food when i hear Buck asking for the check and two to-go cups. "i got it Leticia." i get the check and the cups and hand it to buck. "thats all for you guys?" "yeah. the food was really good." "good. if you guys are ready to check out i can help you." "yeah we're ready." i walk them to the register and put in the check number then the order, as they pay for each their own and wave bye as they leave.

Before i forget, i quickly text Buck and ask him something;

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(08:44 pm) Caroline - hey, it's caroline. you said you were having a get-together this weekend... what time does it start?

~

I finish my food just as it starts getting busier. A big group of people comes through the door looking hungry so i let Joey know to be ready.

An hour and a half goes by before im able to take a break so i check my phone and see that Buck has texted back with an answer.

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(10:16 pm) Buck - hey; yeah its Saturday at 7. hope you can make it.

(10:17 pm) Caroline - okay, I'll do my best. (:

~

I put my phone back in my locker and go finish my shift, hoping to be able to make it to his get-together Saturday.

[lengthofropes]

fuck you, tim minear / series, episode 01. 0??

[stevenrogered]

Hey, Cap? Yeah?

[redwhitebuddie]

lesbian powers

[bucklavaa]

It's not summer without you, Jenny Han

[sharpbutsoft]

Local firefighter says he loves his best friend “a regular amount”

[aringofsalt]

he put a rainbow on his instagram 🥺

happy pride month evan buckley 🏳️‍🌈

[watchyourbuck]

Imagine making Tommy Kinard (40s, pilot, army vet) moan in a public hospital,,, the power. the greatness. the big dick energy.

[caroandcats]

Buddie + ao3 tags || 7x05

[magniloquent-raven]

bucktommy + oblivious eddie

[vanmarkus]

9-1-1 • S3E02 || S5E18 ↳ like father, like son

[cjlouwho]

Part 2 of my injured Tommy fic.

Tommy watched the clock with distain in his eyes. Every second that ticked by felt like it was mocking him.

Just another second since he left you. Another second since you drove him away. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

He hated that stupid clock.

He also hated that his and Evan's bed was in the living room, and their hallway was covered in plastic sheets for the remodel, and that all their cabinets and countertops had to be lowered, and that he still had to have help when he took a shower or took a shi-

“Knock knock!” Eddie's voice interrupted Tommy's thoughts. Probably a good thing, he figured. He was very close to throwing his stress ball directly at the clock and, hopefully, shattering it to pieces.

“In here,” Tommy said, rolling his eyes afterward. Because of course that's where he was. He was never not in the living room these days.

“I brought new movies and...” his voice drifted as soon as he got a good look at Tommy. “What's wrong?”

Tommy sighed. “Please. It's not like Evan didn't send you.”

“Buck didn't send me. Why would Buck be sending me?”

“Because we fought.”

“Really?” Eddie asked, and if he was faking surprise, he was doing a really good job. “What about?”

“He's...” Tommy huffed. “He's trying to help me all the time and there's some things I wanna do on my own. Too much hovering.”

“S'normal,” Eddie replied. He headed over to the couch to sit.

Tommy turned in the chair to get himself into position to transfer. “Can you pull my arm up a little so I can get on the couch?”

Eddie leaned back, staring at Tommy. “You got it.”

“I don't really ever do transfers by myself, Eddie.”

“Good time to start. Come on,” he patted the couch, “this is way more comfy than the chair.”

“Eddie, I-” he gripped onto the armrests just enough to make himself squirm. “I'm really tired and I'd rather you just help me.”

“Mm. No.”

“No?” Tommy questioned.

Eddie nodded. “Consider it tough love. I know you're not tired, Man. You've got a look on your face that says you're ready for about four or five rounds of Muay Thai. Use up some of that energy to get yourself on the damn couch.”

Tommy wanted to scream. Forget the clock, he wanted to throw the stress ball right at Eddie's head.

He squeezed it harder instead, his nails digging into the ball. “Can you at least not look at me while I do it?” he asked, teeth gritted together.

“What's that matter? I've helped you shower.”

He glared up at Eddie, his cheeks turning red. “You're really pissing me off, Man.”

“I can see that.”

“Can't you leave me the hell alone?!” Tommy yelled. “Go screw up your own life again or something!”

Eddie didn't waver. Face didn't falter for a second. “The great part about us being friends,” he said, leaning toward Tommy ever so slightly, “is that you can't hurt my feelings the same way you can hurt Buck's. You can either stay a grump in that uncomfortable chair, or be a grump on this very comfy couch.”

Tommy huffed and puffed and was fairly sure if humans could breathe fire than there would definitely be some coming out of his nose. He angrily pulled the brakes on his chair, then used all the upper body strength he had to push himself up and onto the couch. It took awhile. A lot longer than he'd like to admit, actually, but eventually he was seated on the couch. He tugged on his sweatpants, straightening out his legs until his feet were flat against the floor. Then he leaned forward and released one of the brakes so he could swivel the chair off to the side.

“Hell yeah!” Eddie cheered, reaching over to smack his hand against Tommy's shoulder.

Tommy would've liked to still be angry with him, but he was too busy gasping for breath. He was also actually a little proud of himself too. “Sorry,” he muttered once he was able to speak again. “I didn't mean what I said. I'm just being an ass today.”

“No problem, Dude. So, why don't you tell me the real reason you fought with Buck?”

“I already did.”

“Please, that was total bull and we both know it. You fought because Buck's trying to help and you don't want it, yet you wanted me to help you? Plus, Buck's been hovering for two months now and you've never said a word even though you can do half this stuff by yourself. Transferring was one of the first things they taught you in the hospital. Real reason.” Eddie snapped his fingers near Tommy's face. “Go.”

“It's stupid.”

“Of course it is. Tell me anyway.”

Tommy ran his hand over his forehead, wiping away the thin layer of sweat that had settled there. “I...” his voice trailed off as he thought about how to say what he'd been thinking. “I feel like he's settling for me now.”

“Buck?” Eddie questioned. “You feel like he's settling?”

Tommy nodded. “Yeah.”

“Okay, so dumber than I thought.”

“Eddie.”

“I'm kidding, I'm kidding! Why would you ever think that?”

“Eddie, the guy he fell in love with was a firefighter pilot. Someone who flew through hurricanes and landed helicopters on capsized cruise ships. Not... this,” he said, motioning down at his lower half. “I don't even know what this is anymore.”

“Hm.” Eddie nodded his head, thinking for a moment before responding. “Gotta say, if that's how you feel about Buck, then I'm not sure you know him at all.”

Tommy ran a hand over his eyes, trying to stop them from burning. “That's the stupid part, Eddie, I don't feel that way about Buck. I feel that way about me. I know how irrational it is and I know he still loves me, but there's this voice in the back of my mind that always starts running its mouth.”

Eddie huffed out a laugh. “I've got one of those too. Sounds like my mother.”

“I think mine's my dad. And me a little bit too.”

“What's the voice say?”

“A lot of things. Mostly, it makes me feel useless. I've always had a plan, Eddie, ever since I was a kid. There was school, and football, and knowing that the second I was old enough I'd do whatever I had to do to get out of my dad's house. Then I had the army, and flying, and after that I went right into being a firefighter. I did that for so long before transferring to Harbor and flying again, but I always had a plan. I was always somebody. I was something. Now I...” he sighed. “I don't know who or what I am. I don't know what to do with my life. And Evan didn't fall in love with that guy. He fell in love with cool, confident Tommy. Which makes me feel like he's settling now, because he could be doing anything.”

His eyes burned. He kept wiping at them, trying to catch each tear before they could fall. “He should be doing anything,” he said, lip trembling. “He's young, and smart, and so damn handsome. He should be living his life, Eddie, not working part time so he can be home with me.” He gave up on the tears, sniffling as they started to fall. “He spends every waking moment either working or taking care of me, and it's not fair to him. It's not.”

Eddie waited. Waited until Tommy's breathing returned to normal and the tears calmed before hitting him with a, “You know you're never gonna walk again, right?”

Tommy looked like all the air had been sucked out of the room. His eyes widened comically as he stared at Eddie, shocked. “I- I'm aware. Thanks?”

Eddie shrugged. “I'm just saying, this all happened like two months ago. That's it. Two months, Tommy. You don't have to have everything figured out yet. Hell, you've got a lot more figured out right now than I do at any given moment.”

“Doesn't feel that way. Feels like everything's a mess, and I'm a burden. We're having to use all my savings for the renovations, and Buck's taking care of all the bills while only working part time, and paying Carla to take care of me when he's working. Then he's coming home to do PT with me and cook for me and help me use the damn bathroom.” His voice cracked again at the last admission, but he cleared his throat and continued. “God, Eddie, he was so upset but he still asked if I needed to use the bathroom before he left.”

“So that's what it was all really about then?” Eddie asked. “You were just trying to push him away?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I think so. And I know this part isn't forever. I'll figure out the cooking once the kitchen is done, I'll learn new ways to exercise, we'll have an actual bedroom again, I'll be able to transfer to the toilet and into the shower. It's not that I mind the help, because you're right, I love the fact he takes care of me. I just hate that he has to. I don't want to hold him back. Don't want him to have regrets.”

“Man, your brain really is working overtime,” Eddie said, a hand rubbing at the back of his neck. “It's wrong, by the way, your brain I mean. Buck's obsessed with you still. Like, obnoxiously so. He's always looking at the clock, waiting to get home to you. He tries out PT exercises on us, researches meals that'll give you enough protein to keep up your upper body strength. Won't shut up about you on calls.” He laughed when he saw a smile playing on Tommy's face. “Seriously, last week we had this woman on a stretcher who happened to have a husband named Tommy, and Buck just lights up. Starts going on and on about how he has a fiancé named Tommy who has taught him all about monster trucks, and shown him all these movies, and is the coolest, and sweetest, and hottest, man he's ever met. No joke, Tommy, the woman asked if we could give her a sedative so she wouldn't have to listen anymore.”

Tommy laughed at that, some of the stress visibly leaving his body. “If you ask Carla, she'd say the same thing,” he admitted. “Evan's all I talk about, all day long. I know it has to drive her nuts.”

“You two love birds are meant for each other, whether your dad in your head likes it or not. And if you really think Buck's gonna leave you because of one stupid fight... you're dumber than I thought.”

“He's right.” The sound of Buck's voice made both Eddie and Tommy turn toward the living room entryway. “I mean, not about the dumb part. But, thinking I'll leave you.”

“I- I didn't hear you get home,” Tommy said nervously. He eyed Buck up and down, like he was expecting him to have physically changed in the last two hours.

“I was quiet, I guess.” He glanced at the wheelchair, then at Tommy on the couch. “You transferred.” It wasn't a question.

Tommy nodded. “Yeah, I did. Took a hot minute, but I did it.”

“Did Eddie harass you into it?”

Tommy smiled softly. “It's a very effective method, apparently.”

“I'll have to stick around next time,” Buck replied, smiling back, “and take notes.”

Eddie's eyes shifted between the two of them, noticing that they couldn't seem to stop staring at each other.

“I think my work here is done,” he said, getting up and giving Tommy a pat on the leg. “See ya, Man.”

Tommy cleared his throat. “Yeah, yeah. Bye, Eddie.”

He squeezed Buck's shoulder as he passed by. “See you tomorrow.”

Buck smiled at him. “See ya.”

They stayed silent until the door shut, leaving the two of them alone.

“I'm so sorry I snapped at you.” Tommy inwardly cursed at the fact he couldn't seem to stop himself from getting emotional anymore.

“I'm sorry I hovered.”

“That's not... Evan, that's not why I really got upset.”

“Yeah, I figured. I've been here for a while, actually, I just... I haven't heard you open up like that since the accident.”

“Can you come here?” Tommy asked, patting his lap. As Buck walked over, Tommy held out his hand. Buck took it as he sat beside him on the couch, gently resting his legs over Tommy's. “I don't want you thinking I'm not thankful for everything you've done. I am endlessly grateful, Evan.”

“I don't want you thinking you're not enough for me.” Tommy looked down as Buck spoke, until Buck hooked two fingers under Tommy's chin and tilted his head up so their eyes met. “My love for you has never been based on your job, or what you're capable of. I love you. I love your personality, and your smile, and how you care about people, and how you always seem to know when I'm not okay, and how you listen. All of it. You still have everything that makes you you, Tommy. Everything I love is still right here,” he said, placing a hand over Tommy's heart.

Tommy reached up and placed his hand over Buck's. “We were supposed to get married today,” he said, his lip trembling.

Buck nodded, tears in his eyes. “I know.”

“Would you... Would you still want to?”

Buck froze. “Are- Are you serious?”

Tommy nodded. “I still want a real wedding, sometime soon. But, I really just wanna be married to you.”

“Eddie probably hasn't gotten too far yet,” Buck said, practically jumping up to pull his phone out of his pocket. “He could come back; be our witness?”

“Good idea. I'll get back in my chair so I'm ready when he gets here.”

“Need any help?” Buck asked, phone to his ear as he waited for Eddie to pick up.

“That's okay,” Tommy answered with a smile. “I got it.”

[midbam]

"But the lock has always been bolted, and Buck resigned himself to the fact that he’s not an indoors creature—places like hearts and homes have never been meant for him."

- i love you like a dog on ao3

@shitouttabuck .... soo I might have read the 'I love you like a dog' series and become a lil obsessed with the whole thing. I never usually draw fanart, much less post it but I just couldn't help myself. So I hope this isn't weird and maybe you enjoy it. I just felt I had to let you know how very lovely I think your writing is <3

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Growing Pains

Pairing: Eddie x Reader

Word count: 2.2k

Notes: I’m gonna cry they don’t need to be THIS ATTRACTIVE, also boy did I NOT edit this 🥹🥹🥹 what a lovely lil request from my bestie who you know in this moment I’m realizing I don’t remember how to spell your user I’m sorry I love you 🤣🤣🤣 okay I checked it’s @chihard20

The day started out normal, waking up snuggled in Eddie’s arms as he nuzzled your neck. He was always affectionate in the mornings, too sleepy to really want anything but you.

“Mornin’ Gorgeous” He mumbles into your neck, his hands trailing down your sides until they reach your hips. His fingers splay out over your plush body as he guides you on top of him. You giggle into him, rolling your eyes as you sit up. He likes when your hair is all messy like that after waking up

“Good morning baby” You grin, your hands sliding over his torso before planting them firmly on his chest. He grins wickedly at the way your back arches, blushing a little in the process as you start to roll your hips in slow circles. He smirks, sliding his hands back up your sides and squeezing lightly

“Ow!” You flinch away from his touch, and he stops immediately, sitting up

“Y/N? Hey… what’s wrong?” He feels your sides again, this time a little slower and you wince when his hands flow over a certain spot. He lifts your shirt and looks, there’s a bruise there, and it’s hot to the touch.

“What the hell is this??” He asks, his voice dripping with worry. He pushes your hair gently out of your face and you lean into his touch

“Okay wait wait don’t worry, Buck and I were working out yesterday and he got me in the side. It was a total accident I forgot about it”

He rolls his eyes, pulling you in carefully to kiss you “Remind me to kick his ass when I see him” you giggle and kiss him back, your lips moving slowly against his

“Will do”

Eddie painstakingly tells you he doesn’t want to have sex, and you’re snickering through it the entire time he’s trying to reassure you. It’s not that he doesn’t want it, he just doesn’t want to hurt you or anything. You begrudgingly accept his reasoning and get out of bed.

He takes his time in a very…very cold shower, cursing Buck with every pass of the loofah on his skin and you take that time to get washed up. You stare in the mirror, you look a little pale… a little tired. Huh maybe you just didn’t get enough sleep? Eddie was… enthusiastic last night to say the least. You just decide to shrug it off and finish getting ready for work.

After a busy breakfast and goodbye kisses to Chris, you’re both out the door, Buck is actually on time for once and you climb into the jeep.

“Thanks a lot cock block” Eddie mumbles as soon as his seatbelt is on and you snort loudly, holding your side lightly

“Don’t make me laugh! It hurts!”

“What do you mean cock block. I specifically did not call you this morning because I know y’all get it on every five seconds!!”

“You hurt her side! I couldn’t…. You know when she’s hurting like that. What kind of a man would I be!” Eddie frowns at him, crossing his arms over his chest

Buck looks at you in the rear view mirror “Damn, I didn’t think I hit you that hard Y/N, I’m really sorry.”

You shrug your shoulders, the pain is starting to flare up a little more so you adjust your seatbelt to not be over it.

“Hey it’s okay! It truly was an accident Buck, don’t worry about Mr. Horndog he’ll get over it”

You and Buck spend the rest of the ride teasing Eddie and laughing at him and he threatens to break up with the both of you. He slouches down in his chair, his arms crossed and pouting like a little kid. It’s impossible for you and Buck to not laugh at him.

It isn’t until a couple hours into your shift you start sweating. It’s not unbearably hot like it could be in L.A so maybe it’s just a you problem. You sit in the break area with a fan in front of you, your head laying on the cool table, you don’t realize your eyes were closed until someone’s hand is on your back, rubbing soothing circles to rise you.

“Hey Y/N, Cap wants you to…” Chim looks at you, you look worse than you feel which is pretty hard to achieve right now.

“Eddie?? Hey Eddie come up here, quick!!” Chim calls over the railing before coming back to stand by you. He gets down on one knee, pushing your sweaty hair off your forehead

“Hey… hey kiddo what’s going on?” He asks you softly and you look at him, your eyes a little hazy.

“Chim?” You say softly, you move your head slowly to the sound of Eddie’s footsteps as he jogs over

“Baby?? Y/N what’s going on” He repeats the question and you look at him with those same hazy eyes. He looks worried sick. You can see the panic behind the mask. You try to push yourself up slowly, but curl back up in a ball, crying out in pain and holding your sides

Chimney gets up from the floor, running to the railing “Call an ambulance!! Hen we need you, bring your med pack”

Buck holds back Eddie, standing in front of him as you’re laid out on the floor. Hen needs room to assess you and Eddie can barely give it to her

“Hey, she’s gonna be fine, it’s gonna be okay” Buck says softly, holding his arms, he’s just as nervous. His hands are shaking and Eddie looks at him, taking a deep breath and nodding. He pushes Buck to the side but puts his arm around him too. He knows how much Buck loves you and he knows Buck is probably freaking out thinking he caused this.

“It looks like appendicitis” Hen says, looking up at the boys.

“Oh thank god. I thought I killed her. I can’t go to jail! I’m too pretty for jail!”

You wheeze with laughter but stiffen and hold your side again, Eddie whacks Buck’s torso

“Don’t make her laugh!”

The ambulance comes in record time and you’re loaded into it. Eddie gets in back, holding your hand tightly and kisses your knuckles softly. The team promises they’ll come to the hospital after their shift and Buck swears he’ll take care of Chris.

The ride there is a bit slower, and Eddie looks like he’s going to have an anxiety attack

“I’m stable. Stop worrying” your words are short puffs of air and Eddie lays his forehead on your arm

“God you scared me… you are scaring me” He whispers to you, can’t this thing go any faster?

“This happens to a hundred million billion people Eddie” your voice is soft “I’m gonna be okay”

“I’m not dating a hundred million billion people, I’m dating you. I’m loving you.”

Your heart flutters when he says that, you sniffle a little and he wipes away your tears.

“I love you too” you whisper back, closing your eyes slowly to rest

“…I love you guys too” Adam the paramedic wipes away a fake tear and you snicker, wincing and groaning in pain but it’s just too stupid not to laugh

“Don’t make her laugh!!!”

Buck is in the waiting room when Eddie is told he has to be there. His head snaps up and he gets up from his chair, Eddie hugs him tightly, patting him on the back

“What are you doing here?? I thought you were gonna watch Chris?”

“Isabel dropped by, and forced me out of the house” he chuckles, pulling away from Eddie.

“Said you shouldn’t be alone…Chris begged me to give this to Y/N, how could I refuse that face?”

Eddie sits in a chair and Buck plops down next to him, he passes him a piece of construction paper, Chris made a get well card, it’s got a picture of the two of them on the front cover. Eddie holds it, looking through it. God he couldn’t lose you, he should have been more serious about it earlier, maybe if he’d just asked a few more questions-

The card is snatched from his hands and he snaps out of it, Buck shakes it out. Eddie hadn’t even realized he was crying.

“There was nothing you could have done in the time you were with her to figure out it was appendicitis” He says firmly, giving Eddie no room to even fight it.

The wait isn’t long, two hours or so but it feels like so much longer to Eddie. He paces back and forth for a bit, before Buck gets up and trades places with him

“I’ll take a turn” he jokes a little and Eddie smiles sadly at him. Just glad he’s not alone anymore. He watches Buck pace slowly, breathing in time with his steps. He’s slouched in the chair, his arms crossed. He’d been in the same position this morning for more fun reasons and he wishes he could just go back to that.

“Mr. Diaz?” A doctor in scrubs comes out, taking off his bandanna. He sighs but smiles wearily at him. Eddie jumps out of his chair

“Is she okay? Please tell me she’s alive”

His voice cracks at the end of the sentence and Buck walks over, putting his arm around Eddie’s shoulders

“I’m Doctor Pascal. Of course she’s alive Mr. Diaz. She’s perfectly fine” He puts his hand on his arm and reassures him, a look of worry on his face

“Are you okay?” He asks, looking him over. Eddie is a wreck if he’s being honest. He nods fast, wiping the tears from his face

“I’m okay I’m fine. Can I see her? Can we see her?? Please”

Doctor Pascal gives Eddie another once over before nodding

“Yeah, yeah you can see her. But we only allow immediate family back there… so?” He looks at Buck kindly

“Oh I’m her boyfriend, he’s her husband”

Buck says it so calmly and smoothly, like he’s absolutely rehearsed this moment and was so ready for it

“Oh uh” Doctor Pascal just shrugs his shoulders “Follow me gentlemen”

Buck gives Eddie his biggest, shiniest smile and for the first time all afternoon Eddie laughs.

As soon as they all get to the room Buck is at your side, dramatically pushing Eddie out of the way, it makes you giggle and he cups your face in his hands, peppering little kisses all over

“Hi baby” he coos softly “It’s daddy Buck”

You snort and push his chest away, Eddie stands very still at the end of your bed, you look over to him, reaching your hand out weakly. You’re seeing two of him from the killer pain meds they gave you… but that just means you can see two equally as panicked faces

“I’m alive, Edmundo. I’m here” you say steadily and Buck kind of tugs him around the bed, joining your hands.

He finally snaps out of it, kicking off his shoes and climbing into bed with you. Dr. Pascal’s head snaps up from the computer

“Mr. Diaz wait you-“

Buck runs to the other side of the bed and helps you move over some, enough for Eddie to fit next to you. You wrap your arms around him so tightly, squeezing him as close as you can. You can feel tears falling onto your chest as you stroke his back, shushing him softly. He clings to you like his life depends on it and you understand that it probably does in this moment

“Just. Be careful with her okay?” Dr. Pascal scolds Eddie, who just nods slowly and gives him a thumbs up. The doctor leaves the room and you continue to stroke back, your hand trails up his neck and you start to play with his hair

“Daddy Buck?” You ask him, and you feel Eddie snicker into your neck

“I told Dr. Pascal I was your boyfriend and he was your husband

“You’ve been waiting to do that for so long how did it feel”

“Pretty triumphant not gonna lie”

You turn back to Eddie now, he finally pulls his face from your neck 

“Hi” 

“Hi”

He kisses you softly, it takes a second for your fuzzy brain before your lips respond to his, he slips off your heart monitor and holds it out to Buck who rolls his eyes and puts it on his own finger. 

Eddie’s hand moves slowly over your body just feeling you. His hand settles on your chest right over your heartbeat and you smile softly, pulling away and taking his hand, kissing his palm

“Are you okay now?” You ask quietly and he sighs, nodding slowly 

“I’m so glad you’re okay… I haven’t been that scared in a long time.” 

“I know baby…but I’m okay now alright? I just have to heal” 

“And I promise I’ll wait on you hand and foot. You won’t have to lift a finger” he kisses your forehead

“Hey! I’ll even stay over and watch Chris so you can take care of her” Buck offers, as he messes around on the computer 

Eddie swats him away from the computer and you giggle

“Thanks Buck” He says sarcastically, but he means it, honestly.

“Hey it’s the least I can do for my partners!”

“Oh my god we’re not actually-“

Buck slaps his hand over Eddie’s mouth

“Do you want them to find out and kick me out?!”