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"I don't think you're supposed to drop life-changing information on a guy with a concussion," Buck hums, voice suddenly deeper—raspier, his eyebrow arching again, with more confidence this time, his gaze briefly dropping to Eddie's lips, just a fraction of a second, but enough for a bolt of heat to make its way down Eddie's spine.
"You don't have a concussion, I was with you at the hospital, dumbass," Eddie shoots back, but he feels his voice do the same shift, further down his throat, raspier, a little bit breathless, volume fading back to a near-whisper. Private.
"You're not supposed to be mean to a kidnapping victim, either," Buck bickers back, their words growing further and further away from their tone as their faces drift closer, Buck's hand leaving Eddie's wrist with a squeeze, settling on his hip instead, warm like a branding iron even through several layers of clothing.
"I just told you I'm in love with you, that's what you call being mean?"
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- Part 7 of codas, spec, etc.
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"D'you know Eddie?" Buck asks. His eyes are huge and earnest. It's not often these days that Eddie gets to see him this unguarded. Just needed to get him stoned out of his mind on painkillers, apparently. He's probably got a prescription in that stack of papers Eddie took. Maybe Eddie can run out and fill it for him while he sleeps. "He's my best—my best friend."
Eddie's heart does something traitorously squishy that he hopes doesn't show on his face. "Feeling's mutual, bud. Come on, lie down, sleep it off for a little bit, okay?"
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Or: Buck confesses something he doesn't mean to while on painkillers. Eddie spirals about it.
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It’s on the tip of Buck’s tongue. Eddie can sense it—can practically feel the energy charging between them—and he needs it to stop. Once it’s out there, once they finally get tired of the dance they’ve been doing the day they met, it’s over. If they never say it, things could go back to normal. If they never say it, they’ll still be them.
Maybe one day, Eddie will be able to bring someone home who he loves less, but can stomach the possibility of losing more.
Love suffocates Eddie. Slowly, he learns to breathe.
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“We should make it a road trip, Eddie! We never hang out anymore, Eddie! It’ll be so fun, Eddie!” Eddie mimics, his voice trailing as he disappears into the tiny bathroom connected to their Budget Queen motel room.
“We’re not stranded,” Buck scoffs. “And you weren’t saying that when you were stuffing your face with the tamales that I found, or the cherry pie that I read about.”
Or, there was only one bed. And a lot of bickering.
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“That man has a boyfriend,” Rose says, certain.
“He does,” Rae agrees easily, their voice equally certain.
“He’s never gonna tell me who it is,” Rose says.
“Definitely not,” they agree.
“I’m gonna figure it out,” Rose says.
Rae doesn’t comment on that, just dips their sponge back into the blue paint. Silently begins to layer it over the back of Rose’s hand, carefully dabbing to make sure that it fills the creases of her knuckles, the dips between each finger.
It’s impressive, really, how much doubt Rae manages to communicate though the gentle press of a sponge.
Whatever. Rose figured out Shane’s sexuality before he did. It shouldn’t be that much more difficult for her to figure out who his boyfriend was. She does have excellent gaydar after all. Though she really wishes it would more frequently kick in before she started sleeping with yet another gay man.
Or, Shane Hollander has a boyfriend. Rose is going to find out who it is, one way or another.
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- Part 3 of The Lily Files