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He stands up, because Eddie does not cower from knocks at — he checks his phone — 10:52 PM, even though every true crime podcast his abuela forwards him suggests this is exactly how people end up as a Dateline episode.
He looks through the peephole.
He blinks.
He looks again.
There is a man on his porch. Which, fine, he expected a man. What he did not expect is for the man to be — and Eddie needs a second here, because he’s processing several things simultaneously and doing a poor job with all of them — approximately six foot two, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, visibly muscular in a way that suggests either a dedicated gym routine or a genetic lottery win or both, and completely, entirely, spectacularly naked.
Except for the potted succulent he's holding in front of his crotch.
Eddie's succulent. From Eddie's porch. The one Chris named Potricia.
Or,
The odds of the universe dropping a naked man on your doorstep are low, but never zero. -
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“You’re very talented at being bad at flirting.”
“Who says I was flirting? It would be inappropriate to flirt with my son’s teacher.”
Buck pulls out the chair across from Eddie and drops down into it. “Would it?”
Eddie shrugs. “Could be. Probably.”
Or, Eddie goes on a date with his kid's teacher. And sure, fine. It's also the guy he's been sexting with for months. By accident.
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- Part 2 of T is for Texas
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Buck looks up from his desk, a polite, friendly smile already professionally-plastered on his face, and there he is — unmistakably, undeniably: Texas. Texas, who is apparently Christopher’s dad.
Or, Buck is a teacher. Naturally, his favorite student's dad is also the hot guy he matched with on Grindr. Perfect.
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- Part 8 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
- Part 1 of T is for Texas
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“Whoa, buddy!” The man with all his working limbs says, bending down in front of Christopher, putting himself between the toddler and the road. “Roads are no fun for babies.”
And Eddie, as stated, already cannot breathe. When he does try to breathe, he’s sucking in burning flames. So it takes a minute to register that the nice man who just saved his baby’s life is - - fuck. Of course. Of course, it’s his hot new neighbor.
Or, Eddie is injured. He also has a toddler. His next door neighbor keeps them alive.
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- Part 3 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
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Now that the tattoo shop has moved to Beacon Hills, Stiles is ready for another tattoo.
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- Part 8 of The Tattoo