#idk what this is guys i just hate mega rolls of toilet paper

[cjlouwho]

"Tommy, I swear to God!"

Tommy sighed from his spot on the couch. He'd been bracing for this moment since Buck got home. He knew there was no way he'd get by with it. No way Buck wouldn't get upset. He'd hoped- prayed even, but he knew.

"Evan-"

"No, you don't get to Evan me, Thomas!" Buck yelled before exiting the guest bathroom. "You got the ultra mega rolls, again!" He held up the giant toilet paper roll in one hand, his other hand on his hip. "How many times have I said I hate these monstrous rolls of toilet paper?"

Tommy rolled his eyes. "At least three." They've had this argument before.

Buck nodded. "At least three. And yet, here we are." He shook the roll toward Tommy for effect.

Tommy stood up, walking over to Buck and plucking the roll from his hand. "Okay, in my defense, it's all they had at the store."

"They're obnoxious," Buck started as Tommy returned the toilet paper to the bathroom, "they don't fit on the holder until after you've used some of it, they tear into shreds, and this particular brand is dusty."

"I know you and this toilet paper have a vendetta against each other," Tommy said, returning to Buck and placing a hand on each shoulder, "but do you think you could get along just one more time?"

Buck tilted his head. "Is it really the last time though, Tommy? Because I seem to recall a conversation like this before. Three times before."

"I know, I know. Next time I will drive to the Ralph's that's thirty minutes away- without traffic- to get the toilet paper you like." He moved his hands to Buck's face, stroking his thumbs along his cheeks. "Okay?"

There was still annoyance on his face, but Buck huffed out a resigned, "Fine."

"Fine," Tommy echoed, leaning in for a peck before asking. "Forgiven?"

Buck pursed his lips together. "Mhm."

Tommy knew that mhm. Knew Buck was still just as irritated as ever. He dropped his hands to his sides. "How about I go unroll some of the toilet paper from each roll, so they fit on the holder? Then we'll end up with a whole extra roll."

"Don't be crazy," Buck replied, but his eyes moved past Tommy and toward the bathroom. "You don't have to do it alone." He patted Tommy's chest as he went to grab the rolls. "I'll help."