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Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Anyone want some Tommy Outsider POV? This is a little first 118 get together at Eddie's place after Buck and Tommy start seeing one another fic. Don't know how I feel about it. But I'm writing it, so. have some.

Tagged by @transboybuckley and also @messyhairdiaz at some point and possibly others. I don't know. Tumblr had me shadowbanned for like a full month, so I apologize for any tags I missed. But I have my blog back and I have words (probably more than I should share because it might be half the fic, but fuck it, why not??)

They make it to Eddie's twenty minutes later than they were supposed to. Tommy’s still fretting a little over the time because it's on him and a late shift, but Buck laughs him off, rolls his eyes when he spots the text Tommy sends Eddie's way, both before and upon their arrival. Buck swings the Jeep into the driveway behind Eddie's truck, and Tommy can't help the way his brows furrow at that, because there are vehicles lining the curb, including some he recognizes, and he would have expected Buck to follow suit. Instead, though, he takes the space like it's his, and hops out of the Jeep with a bounce in his step. “Can you grab the beers?” Buck requests as he pops open the back door to gather the cupcakes Christopher had requested. Tommy doesn't respond, just opens up the door on his own side and starts gathering the cases in the back. When he reaches for the extra six-pack on the floor, Buck stops him with a click of his tongue. “Ah, I'll grab that one.” He scoops it into his free hand, balancing the tray of cupcakes on his other arm. “Eddie's favorite,” he supplies then, when he notices Tommy watching him curiously, like that's somehow supposed to mean more than it does to Tommy. Still, he shrugs it off, and gathers the remaining two cases, following Buck to the house as an odd tightness settles over his shoulders, a telltale sign of anxiety he's not sure why he's feeling. He's been here before; it shouldn't be weird. And yet, there's something about the way Buck just walks in. Doesn't call or knock or even pause. Just pops the door open and heads to the kitchen. And maybe that's not strange. Everyone's in the backyard. No one would have heard a knock at all. But there's something in the comfort Buck feels. Something in the way he takes up space, in the way he just walks in. In the way he rearranges the contents of the refrigerator like it's his own, hiding the six-pack near the back, so no one gets into it before Eddie. And they're Eddie's favorite, but Tommy knows he'll see Buck with one in his hand before the night's over, because he's seen it before. Watched Eddie dole out from the standard stock for everyone else, only to place a matching bottle in Buck's hands after he wanders off to grab his own. It's not something that bothers him. But it's something he's noticed.

Gonna be honest, I'm not sure how much of my taglist I remember because it's been so long, so I apologize to anyone I forget, but I'm tagging @messyhairdiaz @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @reachingforaspark @eddiebabygirldiaz @daffi-990 @elvensorceress and anyone who wants to share.