#after more than 3 years without writing a single thing for any fandom

[jessi--ac]

Buck was a little lost, a little tipsy, searching for Hen and Karen that went outside The Abbey just 10 minutes before midnight to ring in the new year. They did told him to just wait inside, but he saw Lucy Donato making out with a girl and just had to search for them to talk about the sheer coincidence. He was regretting his choices because the commotion outside was making his head pulsate and his vision blur a little with the way he was looking left and right for his friends. And also the pesky mask he was wearing gave him the impression he was melting a little under it. Not a great time for him, overall, perhaps.

Just as he dodged a group of people screaming and hugging because apparently it was already midnight, he collided with a solid wall of muscles and almost fell on his ass if not for the hands that grabbed him by the hips, bringing him very close to a pair of nice pecs, that he couldn't help but put both his hands over. As his eyes travelled from the pecs, to the man's neck and to his masked face, the first thing he noted was the cleft on the stranger's chin. Being a little tipsy and a lot on his own head, he swayed a little, getting up close and personal with the stranger's jaw, brushing his lips against stubble, until his lips were on the side of the man's lips. He sniffed a little, a familiar smell entering his nostrils and going straight to his lower abdomen, giving him a little swoop, like butterflies going crazy inside of him. Before he could think better of it, he whispered "Happy new year, daddy" and gave the stranger a little peck on the lips, just as the hands on his hips pressed, making his groin brush against the other man's pelvis.

Just as fast as things progressed, they let each other go and Buck was already moving past the stranger when he felt a hand envelope his wrist and lips brush against his ear.

"Do you need help with something, Evan?"