Miss_Muffin
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“Alright,” Eddie shrugs, laissez-faire. He pulls Buck’s plate to the center of the table; pushes his own forward in kind. Then he begins a drawn-out circus routine of plucking an olive at a time up and out of the bowl and plopping them onto their respective dishes, one by one.
The delicate, repetitive movement of Eddie’s pinched fingers reminds Buck of picking the petals off of flowers. He loves me. He loves me not. He love—
An olive hits him square in the forehead.
“There,” Eddie says, resolute, as the pitted projectile tumbles to the ground at Buck’s feet. “Equal treatment.”
Or: Buck, Eddie, and the olive theory. Well, in theory.
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12 Jun 2026
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He lurches forward, shoves the box into Eddie's hands, and says, “Thanks, cupcake.”
It isn't until he's halfway into his uniform, fly still open and shirt unbuttoned, that he realizes.
Thanks, cupcake.
Buck can’t seem to stop calling Eddie pet names. It would be funny, if he wasn’t in love with him and trying desperately to stay in denial.
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30 May 2026
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“Tell me your story,” Buck asks, once they’re all settled in his office-slash-living room. It’s become his go-to ice-breaker for new clients—how could he expect to plan their wedding if he doesn’t know who they are as a couple? Sure, he’s a romantic, but it’s also practical. It’s how he learns how to turn the big day from great into something magical. He sips his coffee, leaving his notepad in his bag for now. He wants this to be as natural as possible, and he can jot down his notes later.
Ana, the bride-to-be, smiles brightly, linking her fiancé’s hand with her own. “We met about three years ago. I was his son’s teacher.”
“She’s amazing with him,” the fiancé, Eddie, cuts in. He’s incredibly handsome, with his brown eyes and long lashes, perfect smile, and hair combed to the side. They make a beautiful couple.
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Or, Buck plans Eddie's wedding.Bookmarked by Miss_Muffin
26 May 2026
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“Eddie,” Buck chokes. “The baby. Can we talk about the baby?”
Eddie’s eyes crinkle, a helpless smile curving his lips. God. God.
“A darling little girl,” Eddie murmurs softly, tipping Buck forward until their foreheads are touching. “Who looks a little bit like me, but all you.”
“Oh,” Buck’s voice cracks as he lets himself imagine it—a tiny little baby with Eddie’s hair and Eddie’s eyes and Eddie’s face, and almost chokes with the feeling that rushes over him like a wave. “Oh.”
“I’ve always wanted three,” Eddie whispers into the inches between them, a sacred confession. “Two’s good, but three’s perfect.”
—sometimes falling in love looks a lot like a third baby before you ever kiss.
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26 May 2026
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Eddie interrupts. “Well,” he says, turning fully to their waiter, “today’s kind of a special occasion, you see.”
Sven smiles. “Someone’s birthday?” He looks between Buck and Eddie.
“It’s actually, uh, our anniversary,” Eddie says, reaching out a hand to place over Buck’s.
Buck chokes, even though all the bread is safely in the bread basket.
or, buck wants a free tiramisu. eddie has a tried-and-tested plan to get it.
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26 May 2026