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    “How come you’re still awake?” Buck asks, antsy. He pulls at a loose thread inside one pocket with pinched fingers, rapidly picking apart the stitching. Better to unravel that than eight years of friendship all because said friend’s shorts have ridden up agonizingly at the thigh.

    “I was waiting for you to get back. You’re kind of early, though.” Eddie’s eyes are tracked to the TV, but they dart over at Buck when he asks, “You strike out with Dixie?”

    Which… Buck doesn’t even know where to start. He desperately needs to buy a vowel.

    “Huh? Why—what—did I miss a text?”

    Eddie, sat cross-legged on top of pearly-white cotton sheets, a vision so soft it’s making Buck dizzy, has the audacity to look puzzled. “Not from me. Why?”

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    Eddie leaves a light on for Buck.

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    31 Mar 2026

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    Great banter 12/10

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    “You were at the bar,” Eddie adds, confused and cold and not altogether convinced that this isn’t some sort of twisted mirage. Maybe he fell over on the way here, and is currently passed out in a random alleyway in downtown Nashville while Buck fucks a beautiful woman in a bar bathroom.

    He wants to sink down to the floor with Buck, lean against the door with him until their bodies are pressed together from shoulder to foot, knock his boots against Buck’s just so he laughs and pokes at Eddie’s middle with gentle, teasing fingertips.

    “I left,” Buck explains, unhelpfully.
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    or: eddie leaves buck at the bar with dixie, buck leaves right after. eddie spirals, feelings are had, and they fuck nasty about it

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    16 Mar 2026

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    “Wait,” the man says, reaching out and tugging on Buck’s shirt.

    Buck rights himself and looks down. There’s a small tear revealing a bruise right at his ribs. He sucks in a breath when the man slips his hand under, making contact with Buck’s flank as he lifts the shirt up.

    “Jesus, he got you good,” he remarks before dropping the ice pack into the bucket. He continues pulling Buck’s shirt up, big brown eyes flicking up and down. Buck huffs and takes it off completely, swallowing when the man plants his hands on either side of Buck’s waist.

    “Got you good, too,” Buck croaks, already painfully turned on. “Gonna be a shiner.”

     

    When Buck starts a fight in a bar, a stranger comes to his rescue. Buck brings him back to his hotel to patch him up.

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    11 Mar 2026

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    Captain Buckley, who is steady, who has his shit together, who definitely does not recognize his new probie because he spent a night eight years ago with his hands in that man's hair whispering things against his skin that would get him fired on the spot if anyone in this building ever found out.

    "You must be Eddie Diaz." His hand goes out. Not shaking, by some miracle that deserves its own cathedral, its own patron saint, the patron saint of men who are dying inside and shaking hands about it. "Welcome to the 118. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Captain Buckley."

    Eddie takes his hand. A firm grip, calloused in places Buck doesn't remember, but Buck's skin recognizes him anyway, every nerve, all at once.

    "Captain." Eddie's voice is level, pleasant, perfectly neutral, and Buck would buy it completely if he couldn't see the tension bolted into Eddie's shoulders. "Thanks for having me." A beat. "You got a first name, Captain Buckley?"

    "Evan. But most people just call me Buck."

    "Buck," Eddie repeats, tasting it, dragging it out, and Buck's stomach drops through the floor. "Suits you."

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    Captain Buckley WILL NOT fuck his new probie, okay? At least, not again.

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    24 Feb 2026

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    Buck has self-control. He hasn’t always used it, but he likes to think he’s gotten a lot better at it, throughout the years.

    Evidence: He’s clenching his jaw to the point of pain and very pointedly looking at the TV, like the local weatherman spouting off about a heat wave is capable of holding this much of his attention. If this were—before, they would not be watching the news.

    ...or, Eddie could just use his words, but where’s the fun in that?

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    07 Feb 2026