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“That’s it?” Buck laughs. “You pulled out the big guns to ask me if I’d go to a baseball game with you?”
“You don’t like baseball,” Eddie says.
“I like you,” Buck reminds him.
Buck and Eddie go to a Dodgers game and end up on the Kiss Cam.
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Eddie huffs and throws his hands out. “I don’t know what you want from me, Buck. Do you want me to say I hate it? ’Cause I don’t!”
“I want you to tell me the truth.”
“I am telling you the truth! I’m sorry it’s not apparently whatever it is you want to hear, but I can’t actually read your mind, and I don’t know what it is you want me to say. I like the house. I liked the party. I don’t like being treated like a damn stranger.”
Eddie sees the moment Buck’s restraint finally snaps. “Then stop making yourself one!”
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Buck hosts a housewarming party, everyone keeps asking Eddie what he thinks of the new place, and he can't figure out why it feels like lying when he says he likes it.
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“Hey there. I’m Eddie,” Eddie says to the fucking idiot clinging to the top of the Hollywood sign, waving around an I’M SINGLE banner in the middle of the night. “I’m going to get us both down from here safely.”
“Oh,” the man breathes. He grins. “Hello.”
Or, Buck gets drunk and has a really good idea. Eddie saves a drunk guy who had a really bad idea.
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- Part 10 of Pal's 12 Days of Ficsmas
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By the time his last class rolls around, Eddie is on the verge of tears. He fucked up. He never should’ve bothered with college, this clearly isn’t the right path for him. He’s rounding the corner, ready to get this last class over with and then call it a day when it’s like a wall materializes in front of him. He smacks into it, stumbling and nearly falling until two callused hands grip his upper arms, steadying him.
“W-whoa, sorry man. I did not see you there.”
Startled, Eddie glances up. He’s met with bright blue eyes, blinking at him sheepishly. Something in Eddie's face must show the close proximity he is to a breakdown because the look shifts to concern, and the man doesn't let go of him.
“Hey, you okay?”
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College AU because Eddie carrying around a baby Christopher is adorable to me
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Buck maneuvers them backward, guiding Eddie by the hips until he’s flush against the counter, bracketed in tight with Buck standing fully between his legs. One of Buck’s hands cradles the back of Eddie’s neck, thumb resting at the base of his skull, a possessive little pressure point that sends sparks straight down his spine. The other slips beneath his shirt and stays there, palm flat against his bare stomach, heat seeping into him like a slow infection.
“God,” Buck says, almost pitying. “You’re shaking.”
“I’m not,” Eddie lies, breath catching as Buck’s thumb brushes a line just above the waistband of his jeans.
“You are. You’ve got a full-body hard-on and nowhere to put it.”
Buck grins against his mouth, nipping once at his bottom lip before pulling away just enough to look down.
“I mean, you’re so fucking hard. Did the cornfield do it? Or was it the blood type?”
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Eddie thinks Buck's sexy cowboy romance novel is ridiculous. No one on earth finds “claimed like the prairie” sexy. Buck takes that as a personal challenge and proves Eddie wrong in the most humiliating way possible.