#brittwrites: buddietommy angst

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🖥️ College Polyfire/Toddler Chris

Once the boy and his things were packed up in Tommy’s pickup truck, they made their way over to the stadium. “You know the drill buddy. Stay in your chair on the sidelines until I’m done with practice and come get you, okay?” He turned in his seat to look at the boy, who was grinning away in his car seat. “Okay!” He unbuckled the boy and helped him out of the truck, making sure he stayed nearby as he unloaded the wagon from the bed and sat it on the ground. Once Chris’ little chair and canopy shade were loaded into it, Tommy turned to look at the boy. “Are we walking or riding today?” Chris studied the wagon before giggling happily. “Ride Tada, ride!”

💔 BuddieTommy Angst

His phone dinged from his hoodie pocket, his alarm going off to tell him it was time to go. “I should get going, it’s a long drive to El Paso.” He whispered as he stood up, his arms never moving from where they were wrapped around Buck and Tommy. “I’m going to miss you two so much.” A fresh wave of tears slipped down his cheeks as he hugged them both tightly. “Keep the house clean and ready for me, okay? I’ll be back before we all know it.” Eddie tried to joke, but it fell flat from the somberness of the group. He softly pressed a kiss to Buck’s lips, then Tommy’s before grabbing his suitcase and heading to the front door, the other two men following close behind. “I’ll call you when I stop for the night, so you know I got there safely.”

😭BTHB Crying into Chest

Buck let himself sit on the bed next to Eddie, the other man quickly wrapping his arms around the leg closest to him. His face was pressed against Buck’s thigh, trying to stay as close to the man as possible. “Don’t…don’t leave.” Eddie mumbled, Buck’s hand carding through his hair as his sobs turned to soft hiccups. “I’m right here. I’m here as long as you need me.” Buck’s voice remained soft as he stared down at his best friend. Eventually Eddie’s breathing evened out and his death grip on Buck’s leg loosened. As Buck leaned back and stared at the ceiling, he let out a sigh as he began to think.

🛍 Down Bad in Home Depot

Following his boyfriend to the kitchen, Eddie leaned against the wall and watched as Nick moved around, grabbing things they would need for dinner that night. “Are you going to let me help tonight or am I still on watching duty?” He asked, only for Nick to shoot him a look. “Eddie, babe, I love you, but you burnt potatoes last week. You aren’t cooking anything for us for a while.” “It’s not my fault I got distracted.” Eddie complained as he walked up behind Nick and wrapped his arms around the man. He laid his head between his shoulder blades and rocked back and forth gently. “Actually, that was your fault that I was distracted, you know.”

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Because everyone needs some BuddieTommy angst in their lives!

Eddie…what about us?” Buck was pleading by this point as he watched his boyfriend pack his final suitcase. “We…we made a pact. Me, you and Tommy through the end. We’d wake up with one another, make love with one another. What about us?” Tears were streaming down the man’s face, though Eddie couldn’t see it. Eddie couldn’t bring himself to face the man. He knew if he looked at Buck, he would break down into tears. He was barely holding them in as it was. “Baby, please.” Buck begged his hand reaching out to grasp at Eddie’s, only for his fingers to just graze the man’s wrist. “Buck, please. Please don’t make this any harder than it already is.” Eddie’s voice finally appeared, only to crack and show the emotions he was trying to hide.