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“How did you get home from the hospital?”
“Took an uber.”
“Does Maddie know?” Silence. “Does anyone?” More silence. More of Buck refusing to meet his gaze, staring at the door like he thought he could entice Eddie to leave by the power of suggestion. Well, good fucking luck, Eddie thought. Wild horses, and all that. “Why didn’t you call anyone?” he demanded. “Why didn’t you call me?”
“I did!” Buck snarled. The momentum of his indignation carried him into a sitting position, and Eddie could see him flinch with the pain of it. His unnaturally stoic front was gone, and something raw and wrenching took its place; it occurred to Eddie that he’d never heard Buck raise his voice before. “I did call you, Eddie! As I was bleeding out on my kitchen floor. You. Didn’t. Answer.”
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The squatter in Buck's attic has a knife. Buck has a bit of a breakdown. Eddie has a plan to make everything right.
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Eddie’s eyes were studying Buck’s face, and whatever he saw there made him say, “there’s no way you can keep this from Maddie.”
“No,” Buck folded immediately. “I could try, but . . .”
Eddie’s mouth quirked into a smile, showing a dimple, and it was literally heroic of Buck to leave the house with all that going on. “Tell Maddie,” Eddie offered. “Swear her to secrecy. And we’ll just keep it to ourselves until Chris is back on Friday.”
He was so smart. His best friend was so smart and also wanted to kiss him and also said they were practically engaged.
“Good plan,” said Buck, fighting gravity to continue his way out the door. “It’s just one week. How hard could it be?”
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On a very normal Sunday, Buck and Eddie confess their feelings for each other; what follows is a week of the least normal behavior the LAFD has ever seen.
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darling, do you think that if I talk enough, I will make you wanna be mine by Elgney
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
12 Jul 2025
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“You know what they say,” Buck replied. “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Isn’t that right, Eddie?”
Bobby looked up, then, glancing back and forth between the two of them—Buck, giving Eddie his best lovesick puppy dog eyes, Eddie ignoring him. “What’s going on here?” he asked.
“Oh, we’d need several psychologists to unpack that,” said Hen. “Maybe an anthropologist, too.”
Next to her, Ravi grimaced and explained, “I said something stupid earlier, and now Buck has been flirting with Eddie all day, to drive us insane.”
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Buck starts flirting with Eddie. As a joke, obviously.
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“I think,” he says, watching Karen pull Hen out onto the dance floor, their eyes never leaving each other’s, “I think I’m just—sad.”
Maybe. That feels like a close enough word to describe this gaping maw right in the center of his chest. It’s only really there sometimes, taking little bites out of him, easy enough to ignore, but today is worse.
“About being single at a wedding,” Eddie says, not a question.
Buck shrugs. “Sounds stupid when you put it that way.”
or, the one with the four weddings (feat. a drunk karen wilson, shania twain, a single cheerio, and some confessions over cubed fruit).
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Buck opens his mouth, then closes it again. For a blink, he looks up at the cereal stuck to the ceiling, three perfectly round colorful loops. On their way down, his eyes bypass Eddie and go straight to his own hands.
“I think,” he says, and his shoulders hunch in, “I’m going to get out of your hair. Today.”
Eddie freezes. “Out of—what?”
or, buck leaves, then comes back home again.
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