A Playlist of Love and Loss
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He’s looking down at the ground.
“I think I love you.”
It’s said just above a whisper.
The words leave him before he can stop himself. He realizes what he’s said and looks up at Eddie.
His face is dumb struck. He takes a step towards Buck, carefully. Like he’s faced with a wild beast that he’s trying to tame.
Buck wants to retreat. Hide away. Leave Eddie where he is out of embarrassment and with a confession that he wasn’t ready to admit to him, let alone to himself. Before he can actually back away, Eddie is pulling him into a tight hug. Hand against the back of his head, arm wrapped around him.
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- Part 1 of A Playlist of Love and Loss
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“While I appreciate the offer, unfortunately I must decline.” Eddie laughs lightly, gesturing to the glass. Across from him this stranger only offers a small smile.
“Seemed down in the dumps. Thought you could use a pick me up.” He looks at Eddie and smiles. While Eddie is in a committed (dying) relationship, he still has eyes. He’s handsome. A square jaw and big muscles, maybe a little older than Eddie. And he smells good. Like earthy woods with a hint of honey.
“You’d be correct on that one, but it’s not really my idea of a pick me up.”
“Oh? Then tell me what is.” He leans in a little closer to Eddie.
Eddie takes a second. He’s playing a dangerous game here. But what does he have to lose when it feels like everything else is lost?
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- Part 2 of A Playlist of Love and Loss
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“You’re not from around here.” He says to him. The newcomer smiles.
“How’d you know?”
“Your accent. You’re from the north. Not quite New York, though.”
“Philly.” He takes a drag of his own, never breaking eye contact. “Neither are you. You’ve got a slight drawl to you. You’ve been around.”
“From Texas. Some may say I’m a vagabond.” Eddie smiles, and takes a sip of his own martini with the same hand that’s holding his cigarette.
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- Part 3 of A Playlist of Love and Loss
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“Maybe if we were closer in age… I don’t know. Maybe it’d all be different.”
Buck is frozen where he stands. One simple sentence brought every fear he had about their relationship to light. And he was right all along to be afraid. He knew. Eddie knew. They both knew all along.
Buck doesn’t respond.
“I’m sorry, but, I’m not sure there’s much left here for either of us.”
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- Part 4 of A Playlist of Love and Loss