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Every unspoken thing between them has a shape, and Eddie's finally ready to name it.
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And it’s early, the sunlight soft as it gilds Buck’s unshaven cheeks and Buck’s bare chest. Eddie chases it across his skin, sitting cross-legged beside Buck on the bed after returning from using the bathroom. Chris is still asleep, and they have the day off, and Eddie just . . . wants. He wants Buck in his bed, and in his kitchen, and in his car. He wants their names on legal papers, and the mortgage, and Chris’s school forms. He recognizes the shape of Buck’s affection in the curve of his mouth, the color of it in his eyes, the way it sounds on his tongue when he says, “Morning, Eds.” He wants to claim it. He wants it to be his.
Why this morning and not any other doesn’t matter. It only matters that it’s here, and now, and he’s ready. He’s ready.