#tommy kinard is not as smooth as he wants people to think

[neapeaikea]

Tommy running after Evan was honestly so cute. He's down so fucking bad.

hello tommy's truck

[emiliagrant]

Buck and Tommy ♡ flirty, kinky and in love

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Several Sentences Sunday

Working away on the Christmas Carol fic and still planning to have it up before Christmas 🤞Here's another snippet!

A Kinley Christmas Carol

“Kinard, take a break, man,” Melton called out as he strolled up with a grin. “Leave a few chores for the poor probie or he’ll think we don’t like him.”

Tommy managed to muster up a smirk to shoot back at him. “You just want me to laze around with the rest of you so you don’t look bad.”

“I’m serious,” Melton said, lowering his voice as he got closer. “Relax and hang out with everyone for a bit. It’s Christmas Eve.”

As if Tommy wasn’t already well aware of that.

“Still a shift with all the usual jobs to get done. No different from any other.” Tommy dunked the mop back in the bucket, meanly satisfied when water slopped over the sides and forced Melton to take a step back. He kept his head down, willing the guy to walk away.

Swallowed back a curse when he didn’t.

“Listen, I know things have been rough with the bre—with everything, but we’re all here for you.” Melton drifted toward him again. “Why don’t you come over tonight?  The kids would love to see you and Ava’s already been texting, asking me to tell you there’s an extra plate set. What do you say?”

The offer poked at Tommy, prodding all the soft places he’d been trying to shore up—the patches that kept crumbling no matter how many ways he tried to smooth them over.

What did he say?

That he was tired of being the extra plate.

Tired of orbiting around families he had no real place in.

Melton and Ava were lovely people and their kids were awesome, but Tommy didn’t think he’d survive a night full of such kind-hearted pity.

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this was supposed to be a Bucktommy focus version of this ficlet (Buck & TK owning a coffee shop and Tommy and Carlos being regular customers) but it turned into more of a first meeting AU thing. And it got kind of long.

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"Before we start your grand tour of LA, I need coffee." Tommy said, greeting his new neighbour Carlos. The guy had moved in next door to him about a week ago, and after talking to him and finding out he'd barely made it to the end of their street yet, Tommy had offered to show him the city.

"Alright. Are there any good places around here?'

Tommy smiled.

"Yeah I know just the place."

They'd decided to take Tommy's car so Carlos could sit back and check out the city without having to deal with traffic.

He drove them to a coffee shop he'd discovered a few months ago. He'd taken a short cut to get to work because he'd been running late and a rainbow flag had caught his eye.

Apparently the place had just opened and Tommy had made a mental note to check it out when he had more time.

The first time he'd actually gone in, there had been a fairly cute guy behind the counter. Definitely attractive and apparently a huge flirt, but not exactly the kind of guy Tommy tended to go for.

Though he was only human and he enjoyed the attention. And it turned out the coffee wasn't bad either so he figured he could come back every now and then.

The second time he stopped there for coffee, the place was a lot busier than the first time and the flirty guy had apparently called in reinforcements. There was a second guy behind the counter this time.

Tommy watched him for a minute. He was serving up an order for a woman and a little girl and winked at the kid and told her he'd put extra whipped cream on her drink.

"You spoil her." the woman commented with a laugh and the guy just shrugged and smiled as he watched them leave.

And oh. That smile. He was adorable.

Though knowing his luck, the woman was his wife and the kid his daughter.

"Hey, what can I get you?"

"Uhm I uh... a coffee... please?" Tommy stammered.

Smooth Kinard, smooth.

"I can do that. What kind of coffee? We kind of have a lot of different kinds."

"Uh yeah... I uh... what's your speciality?"

"We kind of just opened... so we don't really have that yet... But I'm told I'm really good at guessing people's orders. Can I try with you?" The guy asked, getting excited.

"Oh... uh yeah... yeah sure."

The guy looked him up and down.

"Ok. I know just what to make you. Any allergies I should know about?"

"No... I uh... don't think so."

"Alright. Give me a few minutes and I'll have your drink ready for you." He grabbed a marker and a to go cup. "What's your name?"

"Uh Tom... Tommy."

"TomTommy?" the guy gave him a grin.

"Uh... just... Tommy..." he corrected himself. He wasn't usually this much of a bumbling idiot around cute guys.

The guy nodded and wrote Tommy's name on the cup before turning around to make his drink.

Tommy watched him work. Watched the way his muscles moved under his slightly too tight shirt. imagined for a moment what he might look like without that shirt, before shaking his head and reminding himself of the woman and little girl that had been there when he'd walked in.

"Ok, here it is." The guy set his cup on the counter. "Be honest."

Tommy was curious and carefully removed the lid, a habit he'd picked up in the army, where some of the guys loved to play pranks on people by putting something in their drinks, and took a sip.

"And?"

Tommy tried his best to keep a straight face while making himself swallow the absolute worst concoction his poor taste buds had ever had the misfortune of coming across.

"It's uhm... different..."

The guy's face fell.

"You don't like it."

"It's uhm... not what I usually go for."

"Sorry... I don't actually guess people's orders... I just wanted to impress you." the guy admitted with a sigh. "Just tell me what you do like and I'll make you that. On the house. And you won't have to pay for this either."

"You... wanted to impress... me?"

"Hmm... it's not every day a Greek god walks into my shop." He said with a shrug. "Can't blame a guy for trying."

"I... I'm Italian actually. On my mother's side." Tommy's brain managed to come up with. He wanted to kick himself for being so awkward but the guy smiled at him so maybe it wasn't all bad.

"Well then I guess you're definitely used to better coffee than this."

"It's not that bad." Tommy lied but didn't make a move to take another sip.

"It's ok, you don't have to lie, I'm a big boy, I can handle it." the guy promised. "Just tell me what you do like and I'll make it. Latte? Americano? Ice coffee?"

Only before Tommy could reply, the little girl from before ran into the place and up to the counter.

"Uncle Buck! We lost mister snuggles!"

"Jee, inside voice please." the guy, uncle Buck apparently, told her after wincing and covering his ears in an overdramatic way.

"We lost mister snuggles." the girl repeated, at a more suitable for the environment volume.

"That's not good. Did you have it when you were in here with mommy?"

The girl nodded.

"I will look around and if I find him, I'll come bring him home to you myself tonight ok?"

Another nod.

"Where's mommy? You didn't run off without saying where you were going did you?"

As if on cue the door opened and the woman that had been with the girl earlier walked in.

"Mister snuggles disaster?" Buck asked her.

"Not anymore." she turned to the girl. "Auntie Hen just called to say you forgot him there, Jee. So let's go and get him and then go home. Daddy should be home from work by now. Say bye to uncle Buck."

The little girl reluctantly left with her mother and Tommy made a mental note of the use of the term uncle. Not his daughter then.

"Sorry about that. She's three and we haven't found her off button yet. Which is kind of my fault because that drink earlier was basically pure sugar. But normally that's her parents' problem." Buck joked. "Anyway, what can I get you that you will drink?"

Tommy smiled and felt his cheeks heat up as he put the cup on the counter.

"Just a latte is fine. I'm easy." He said and wanted to kick himself when he realised what he'd said. "I mean... for drinks. I'm easy to please for drinks. I uh... like simple things I guess. No fuss. Just... I'm going to stop talking now."

Buck laughed a little.

"One latte coming up." he said and made Tommy his drink. "Better?" he asked as he watched Tommy take a sip.

"Much. I mean the other stuff wasn't bad but... well..."

"it's fine." Buck waved his comment away. His coworker was busy helping other people but Buck didn't seem in any rush to move on to another customer.

And Tommy found that he really didn't want him to.

"So... Buck?" he asked after staring at the other man like an idiot for way too long.

"It's a nickname. Short for Buckley. My last name." he replied with a shrug.

Tommy nodded.

"And what's your first name?"

"It's uh... It's Evan."

"Evan Buckley." Tommy said, testing out the name. "Is it ok if I call you Evan? I think it suits you better than Buck."

Buck Evan smiled and ducked his head and Tommy swore he was blushing.

"Yeah... Yeah that would be ok."

That had been a few months ago, and the place had become Tommy's number 1 stop to get coffee. He'd wake up earlier than necessary so he'd have time to talk to Evan before he had to go to work, and on his days off he had to remind himself the cafe was Evan's place of work and he'd look like a stalker if he camped out at one of the tables the entire day.

They'd gone out on a couple of dates and after the last one they'd ended up in Tommy's bed together and he'd discovered making coffee wasn't the only skill Evan possessed.

He was pretty sure they were on the same page, but they hadn't officially defined them yet.

And maybe offering Carlos a tour of the city was the perfect excuse to go see Evan on his day off.

And then maybe invite him over for dinner. So he could ask him to be his boyfriend. As juvenile as it might sound, Tommy really wanted Evan to know he was serious about them, and didn't want either of them to date anyone else.

The place was a little too busy for Tommy's liking when he and Carlos walked in and he could see Evan do a double take when he noticed the two of them coming in together.

"Hey, Tommy right? What can I get you? The usual?" he asked and Tommy realised he was trying to stay professional for Carlos' sake.

He decided that wouldn't do and put on what he hoped to be his flirty voice and told Evan to surprise him. Judging by the grin on Evan's face it had the desired effect.

He briefly glanced at Carlos who was deciding what to order and talking to TK. Tommy figured he was in good hands and focused his attention on Evan.

"Busy day?" he asked, trying to start a conversation. "I've been telling everyone I know about this place. Even dragged my new neighbour over here by offering him a tour of the city. Looks like my work is starting to pay off."

Evan briefly glanced at Carlos before looking back to Tommy and smiling.

"And we appreciate it very much, I'll have to think of a good way to thank you." he leaned forward onto the counter. "How about coffee and something sweet?"

Tommy smiled and leaned closer too.

"I won't mind a little sweetness."

Evan laughed and pulled him to the side and briefly kissed him.

"I was hoping you'd do that." Tommy grinned. "I kind of like it when you do that."

"Good thing I like doing it too then." Evan replied. "You look nice today." he smoothed out non existing wrinkles in Tommy's shirt. "All this for a little sightseeing?"

"I'm just being friendly... are you jealous?"

"No... I just... would like to spend more time with my boyfriend when he's looking like this instead of him hanging out with another guy all day."

"Boyfriend?" Tommy asked, hopeful.

"I uh... yeah... I know we haven't really talked about... us... yet... but uhm... I'd like it... if you were my boyfriend."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah... It's ok if you're not there yet or want to keep things more casual or..."

Tommy put two fingers under Evan's chin, tilted his face up, and softly kissed him to shut him up.

"I'd really like to be your boyfriend. If you'll be mine."

Evan looked at him with a dopey smile on his face.

"I... I yeah... yes... yours... ok... yes." he stammered and Tommy couldn't help himself and kissed him again.

"God you're adorable."

Evan blushed and mumbled something under his breath Tommy didn't quite catch, but was pretty sure it was something along the lines of "shut up" and "I'm not."

He decided to ignore it for now. He'd have plenty of time to convince Evan if he had anything to say about it. He squeezed Evan's hand to get him to look at him again.

"So my friend is getting married soon... And I kind of need a date..."

[neapeaikea]

I get that I'm reading too much into this, but Tommy looks so fond and so 'wtf' at the same time, he's such a goner. Love that for him.

9-1-1 – 8.05: Masks

[neapeaikea]

Tommy's dumb grin. A grown man, reduced to nothing by Buck's mere existence.

THEY’RE BACK 👬🚒🚁💙❤️

[neapeaikea]

And what a boyfriend!

Tommy Kinard. Boyfriend.