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oh pretty baby, and if it's quite alright, i need you baby by madforyou
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
28 Jun 2026
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No. Whatever it is, no. Eddie would like Buck to stop chasing whatever that thing is. Would like to grab the thought out of Buck’s concussed head and throw it out a window.
Buck’s face drops into something serious, eyes wide. “You called me baby.”
There it is. Out the window it did not go.
“No, I didn’t,” Eddie says.
Very smooth. Convincing.
“You did.” Buck points at him, floppy and triumphant. “At the— the thing. With the— you said it. You called me baby.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Eddie.” Buck is delighted. “I heard you. I was concussed, not deaf.”
“I didn’t call you baby,” Eddie scoffs. “I called you a baby. Because you got a bump on the head and were crying about it.”
“That’s not—” Buck starts.
“You were being a baby,” Eddie continues, standing now, because a moving target is harder to hit. “I’m gonna go tell the others you’re awake.”
“Eddie.”
“Rest your head, bud.”
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Eddie calls Buck baby by accident. -
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“I lied,” Buck blurts out, sheepishly. “You seemed so relaxed while you were sleeping, and with the extra shift you covered yesterday… I just wanted you to rest.”
“You lied about what?” he asks, even though he has a pretty good guess.
“About the time,” Buck confesses, then adds, smiling at him, bashful, “I also turned off your alarm.”
(Or, five times Eddie feels something as Buck takes care of him, plus one time he realizes what it means, and kisses Buck about it.)
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- Part 2 of buddie, chris & theo fics
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the flu has taken over the buckley household... good thing eddie and chris are there to help
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“What—”
Buck cuts his own words off with another shuddering gasp as Eddie suddenly pulls him in. He’s compelled to allow Eddie to guide him, complete putty under his control. There’s nowhere else he’d rather be.
“Weirdo,” is all he hears Eddie mutter fondly under his breath before his lips meet Buck’s.
It lasts a split second, way too short for Buck to even count the milliseconds, but somehow still, it’s life-changing. A short pressing of lips, breaths exchanged through mouths, and the feeling of knowing this is it. Buck’s ruined for anyone else forever now. No other lips will ever hold a crown to Eddie’s chapped and tequila-tainted ones.
OR: Eddie drunk-kisses Buck twice, and throws up three times.
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Eddie touches Buck a lot.
It’s a thing they do, has been for years, and it’s not a big deal. Eddie’s an affectionate guy. Side hugs and arm grabs and that move where Eddie steers him through doorways with a hand on his lower back.
All of which Buck has never spent any real time considering because it’s just Eddie, it’s just how he is. Eddie touches people and Buck just happens to be the person standing next to him most of the time, so it’s aimed at him most of the time. Proximity and frequency, that’s all. A coincidence.
They’re close. They always have been. So what?
All that being said, there is one thing Eddie doesn’t do.
Eddie doesn’t kiss Buck.
Or — didn’t. Past tense, until about thirty seconds ago, when Eddie leaned across their table at the diner they’re currently eating at and pressed his mouth to Buck’s cheek like the kiss was just another item on a list of things he was doing that afternoon.
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The totally natural and platonic long-term friendship escalation of kissing your best friend on multiple parts of his body without explanation.