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Buck shifted like he was about to stand—like he was about to leave—and something primal and terrified ripped straight through Eddie’s chest.
“No,” Eddie breathed, sharper than he meant to, his hand shooting out and catching Buck’s wrist with more desperation than strength. “Don’t—don’t go. Don’t leave me.”
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Eddie’s greatest fear is dying alone — a reality he’s brushed up against more times than he cares to count. His second greatest fear is telling his best friend that he loves him. When a building collapse traps him beneath the wreckage, he’s forced to confront both fears at once. -
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It’s almost like — like Buck’s holding a possible thing in his hands, fragile and fledgling, born too early. It’s not the first time he’s felt this way, with Eddie. It’s happened before, mostly in kitchens.
“Did that guy tell you the name of the suite he put us in?”
The corner of Eddie’s mouth lifts. There, Buck supposes, is his answer.
“Yeah. Honeymooners, huh? Should we tell him about our disaster of a trip?”
His stomach lurches. God. Eddie’s taking this in stride; Buck should be thankful for it. Instead, he’s afraid he’ll be sick all over their shoes.
or: a pining buck has to navigate the Emotional Saw Trap that is the road trip back from new mexico. eddie, quite literally, comes along for the ride.
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“You look ridiculous,” Ryan muttered, but his voice was rough, stripped of its usual irony.
Oliver laughed, stepping around the table until he was standing right in front of Ryan. He turned his back to him, glancing over his shoulder. He knew he looked good. He knew his ass and thighs were his best asset around Ryan—soft, pliant and incredibly grabbable. The thigh highs framed them perfectly.
“Ridiculous enough that you can't look away?” Oliver shot back. He reached back, his fingers grazing the lace top of the stocking, snapping it against his skin. “Or ridiculous enough that your dick is trying to punch a hole through your pants?”
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Or, Oliver wore thigh highs and Ryan was very, very into it.
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He forces his gloved hand through dirt, rock, dust, pushing past the bite of glass shards until his fingers finally hit something solid.
Eddie’s shoulder.
“Hey.” Buck’s voice drops, breath trembling. “We’re not there yet. You hear me?”
His hand tightens.
“You’re not there.”
A promise more than reassurance.
“You’re gonna tell Christopher whatever you wanna tell him – yourself – after I get you out.”
The silence that follows lands thick, like the air itself has gone still. Eddie’s gaze stays fixed forward, eyes glimmering faintly in the dust-choked light.
Somewhere above them, metal groans.
Buck keeps his hand where it is, the only steady thing left in a world that’s still trying to bury them.
Everything they’ve buried between them begins to surface.
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- Part 1 of buddie nde fest
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Prompt Fill: Buddie Month January 2025: Midnight & 9-1-1 Bingo: Round 4 - Waking Up From A Coma
Things don't go exactly as planned when Eddie gets to Texas. He has a Near Death Experience about it on the way to pick Chris up from school.
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Helena and Ramon refuse to tell Buck or anyone from the 118 that Eddie has been placed in a medically induced coma after a car accident. For the first time, Chris begins to see through his grandmothers lies.
Through a school project about PTSD Chris learns a lot about himself, Buck, and his father.
Buck gets a call at midnight from a very upset Chris. He catches the first flight into El Paso he can find.