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"Yours. Always yours," Eddie answers, sinking back against the headrest, face kissed gold by the morning light. He angles Buck a sidelong look, then adds a considerate, “unless you’d rather not. If you’re tired—”
“No, no,” Buck cuts in quickly, pinking at Eddie’s clear preference. “I’ll make us something. I like cooking for you.”
Eddie hums, pleased, and turns back to the sun. His lashes slide shut, languid as a cat stretched across sun-warmed concrete. “I like when you do, too.”
Or, truth serum: party of two. Unfortunately, they're the last to know.
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The first thing he notices is the walls are closing in.
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“Eddie, you’re scaring me,” Buck says in the quiet of the room. “Do you-- do you know what day it is?”
“Friday,” Eddie answers, tongue thick like his throat is stuffed with cotton.
“Yeah,” Buck confirms. “And-- do you know my full name?”
Eddie swallows. “Evan Buckley,” he says definitively, but--
He finally turns to look at Buck’s face, and it’s like he’s waiting for Eddie to keep going. Like Eddie had gotten it wrong. Buck’s face melts, his brows pinched together, and Eddie--
He doesn’t know what the hell is going on.
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Eddie loves every version of Buck. And Buck? Well, he’s starting to realize every version of Buck loves him right back. If only Eddie could get back home to tell him that.
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26 Jun 2026
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Eddie in a loop. The one with the mustache!porn lmao
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“You okay?” Buck asks, and Eddie blinks, lets out the breath that had gotten caught in his throat.
“Yeah,” he says, even though – no, not really. “Sorry, just – a surprise, I guess. Hearing from him.”
Which is weird, come to think of it, because they used to be close. Closer than anything, as close as – well, as close as him and Buck, but in a different way. In a way that felt frantic and clinging and desperate, something to hold onto while they were being shot at.
Eddie hears from an old army buddy; it brings a few things to the surface.
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18 Feb 2025
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the one where eddie slept with a buck look a like
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“It is,” Buck breathes, relieved. “It’s so normal. We just don’t talk about it! But it’s fine, we all do it.”
Eddie nods along enthusiastically, smile plastered on his face. “Exactly. We all do it. And—” Eddie pauses, smile growing even bigger. “And why don’t you just use mine.”
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Or, Buck’s pent up. Eddie offers him a solution. It unravels from there.