WabiSabiPapi
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The problem is, Buck broke the touch barrier. Before, Eddie’s ass existed in his reality as much as a mirage exists in the desert—something to observe at a distance with wonder. He could only dream about what it would be like to kneel at its shore and drink from its waters, but who wouldn’t? He’s thirsty as hell!
But then, Buck actually managed to reach it and discovered it isn’t a mirage, it’s an oasis, and now he’s just supposed to move on?
Buck has always known Eddie has a nice ass, and he is secure enough in his sexuality to let him know as such. It’s no big deal… Until it is.
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“Wait,” the man says, reaching out and tugging on Buck’s shirt.
Buck rights himself and looks down. There’s a small tear revealing a bruise right at his ribs. He sucks in a breath when the man slips his hand under, making contact with Buck’s flank as he lifts the shirt up.
“Jesus, he got you good,” he remarks before dropping the ice pack into the bucket. He continues pulling Buck’s shirt up, big brown eyes flicking up and down. Buck huffs and takes it off completely, swallowing when the man plants his hands on either side of Buck’s waist.
“Got you good, too,” Buck croaks, already painfully turned on. “Gonna be a shiner.”
When Buck starts a fight in a bar, a stranger comes to his rescue. Buck brings him back to his hotel to patch him up.
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There’s something about the way that whole thing went down at the bar—the way Buck looked at Eddie when that woman got their attention.
Eddie wasn’t interested; he was more than happy to make it to last call with Buck and stumble back into the hotel together, maybe have another drink in one of their rooms before calling it a night, but the way Buck looked at him… Eddie knew Buck wanted Eddie to throw his hat in the ring.
First dibs sounds awful, but it's sort of true. He’s been acutely invested in Eddie’s sex life lately, but that look.
Buck wide-eyed as he gauged Eddie’s reaction, like if Eddie gave him eyes that said No, not me but not you either, that would have been it. They’d reject her together. Continue as they were.
But Eddie gave him a different look, the one that said Go for it, and then Buck did.
As if he wanted Eddie’s permission.
Eddie has an eye-opening moment at the bar in Nashville.
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The air crackles all around them as their heavy breaths consume the silence of the otherwise empty house.
Into Eddie’s ear, Buck murmurs, “You aren’t leaving.”
Breathless and voice straining, Eddie chuckles darkly. “There he is.”
Carefully, Buck wrangles Eddie’s hands behind his back so he can lock the deadbolt. Sensing the weakened hold, Eddie thrashes, but Buck quickly knocks him against the door again.
“Are you gonna let me do this?”
“What aren’t you getting?” Eddie counters, his cheek squashed against the door, still fighting it, not letting up. “I don’t let anyone do anything.”
Buck wants to apologize, wants everything to go back to normal, but Eddie won't talk to him. He barely even looks at him. Maybe it's time for some drastic measures.
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Eddie's curiosity gets the best of him when he returns a box of Taylor's things for Buck...
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Buck’s not really sure what to say here, so he doesn’t say anything. For a minute they stand there in total silence, the TV muted, and looking at Eddie – the defeated slump of his shoulders, the hand over his mouth, the eyes staring blankly at nothing – it’s like those modern art installations one of Buck’s exes used to take him to: Man, with broken heart.
Man, eviscerated.
Buck’s no good with people being sad around him – it always feels like his responsibility, like if they aren’t smiling it’s his fault, and this time it really is his fault, at least partially, so he offers, “You can beat me up, if it would make you feel better.”
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[OR: Buck accidentally fucks Eddie's wife.]
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04 Aug 2026
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Someone exclaims in the background, but Buck’s voice cuts through louder when he asks, “You… you want to borrow my…?”
“Flashlight,” Eddie supplies with patient emphasis. It is not, strictly speaking, a leap of faith to assume Buck of all people would have one, but he did move recently, so— who knows what’s still lost in Packed Box Limbo. “Please tell me you have one I can use.”
“I…” there’s a lengthy pause on the other end, Buck’s voice weak and tapering off at the end. “Y-Yeah, okay.”
Or: Eddie just needs to borrow some tools. Fleshlight, flashlight, what’s the difference? The distinction has never been more illuminating.
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14 Jun 2026
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Alright, now to prove he’s right.
Finger on the cursor, Buck types an a to start.
Google, in all its autocomplete glory, gives Buck some options. Four suggestions stack top to bottom in whatever order Google decides matters most on any given evening, and the four that come up under Buck's single letter are, in order:
am i gay quiz (visited 2 days ago)
Amazon (visited 5 days ago)
american airlines
ammonia bleach mix
Buck stops chewing the inside of his cheek — which, honestly, he didn’t even realize he was doing.
That’s — huh.
That’s not what he was expecting at all.
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Buck uses Eddie's laptop and sees something he isn't supposed to see. He reacts accordingly.Bookmarked by WabiSabiPapi
09 Jun 2026
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Eddie climbs onto the bed. They sit side by side, legs extended, two letter L’s protruding off the page. Instead of pressing play like Eddie is expecting, Buck laughs.
“What?” Eddie asks, an instinctive smile caressing his lips.
Buck grips his jaw, thumb brushing over his teeth before he bites at the broad nail, stifling. “Just—did you ever see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory?”
Eddie nods. “Gene Wilder.”
“That’s the one,” Buck chuckles around his thumb, then lets it slide free. “You know the grandparents?”
Then Eddie’s laughing too. “Jesus,” he says on an exhale.
“I’m just saying,” says Buck, still giggling. “I’ve seen our future, and it’s bright.”
Or: God created the world in seven days. It only takes Eddie six to surreptitiously move into Buck’s house.
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21 Apr 2026
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“You think we should have sex?” Eddie clarified — still in that slow, deliberate tone, like any sudden movement would cause the ceiling to cave in around them.
Buck rolled his eyes. “I mean…not for real.”
“Okay. So you think we should have fake sex."
“Yeah, like reading Our Bodies, Ourselves isn’t the same as watching porn, right? It’d be educational sex.”
“Well if it’s educational sex...”
Or: Buck learns that Eddie's never had a prostate orgasm. Clipboard sex ensues.