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Dick knows that he’s not the picture perfect example of mental health, but he'd thought he was handling it all pretty well. Then Wally died.
And then, Wally started popping up everywhere.
Except, only Dick could see him, which was… Not great.
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“Were you really worried?” asks Eddie. Buck’s brow furrows, confused. “About, you know—what you said. That your looks wouldn’t cut it. Because that’s…”
Buck’s head tilts on its axis, in a manner that would be almost harrowing if it weren’t his familiar, ludicrously handsome face. “That’s what?”
“Stupid,” Eddie blurts out. Shakes his head. Rectifies. “Not—you’re not stupid. Not at all. I just mean that… obviously, someone should want you for all of you.” Eddie thinks that should really go without saying. “But even without all the addendums. You’re, like, a total smokeshow, man.”
Good God. That’s fucking embarrassing. Even worse—or perhaps better, Eddie is so ruined—Buck beams.
"Total smokeshow?” Buck repeats, nothing short of delighted. On topic, Eddie really could go for a smoke bomb right about now. Just—pull the pin and flee.
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Buck goes on a hot date and knits Eddie a scarf.
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02 Mar 2026
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The motel with only one bed, apparently.
“I’m sorry, what?” Eddie asks, blinking to make sure he’s heard him correctly. “There must’ve been a mixup. I’m sure our captain asked for two?”
“Howard Han, right? LA?” The guy at the office asks. David, his name tag reads.
“Yes,” Buck says, sounding strained.
“Nope—one bed. He specifically said one bed.” David blinks at them.
“I’m going to kill him,” Buck mutters.
— buck and eddie go on a roadtrip.
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09 Feb 2026
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Mi media naranja. Half an orange, right? Like—two sides of the same coin, or something. A complementary coupla guys. A little silly, maybe, referring to a grown adult as a piece of fruit, but the sentiment is sweet enough.
“Hey,” Buck asks the girl beside him. “Um, Alba. She called Rosie ‘mi media naranja’. Like—half an orange? Is that a common saying in Mexico?”
“Oh, sure,” she nods. “It’s a pretty normal term of endearment. Cheesy as hell, but, well.” She gestures at where Eddie and the two women are sitting. Alba’s holding Rosie’s hand now. “When you’ve known each other that long and fit together that well… it’s just sweet.”
My most best friend. That’s what Alba said. That’s—well, that’s who Eddie is to him, essentially. And if what Eddie’s missing is a little affection in a language that feels like home, well. Buck can give that to him.
or, buck notices the lack of spanish terms of endearment in eddie’s life since his abuela died. so, he’s armed with what he’s been reliably informed is a totally normal thing to call your buddy. Operation Make My Best Friend Feel Cherished, as he’s named it on a trial basis in the privacy of his own head, is a-go
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09 Feb 2026
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"Hey, sorry about that, I was just—Eddie?”
Eddie’s head shot up at the sight of Buck, frozen halfway towards his seat. “Buck?”
Buck let out an awkward chuckle and glanced around. “There must be a mix-up, I’ll go ask—”
“No!” Eddie practically yelled the word, and then he winced at the desperation in his own voice. Belatedly, he realized it was possible that people who were interested in men were supposed to be sitting there. But Buck was watching him with wide eyes, still paused leaning on his chair, so Eddie added, “I could use a six-minute break. You know, from finding out how many siblings every woman in this bar has.”
Buck’s eyes glinted in the dim bar lighting. He finally took the seat and asked, “oh, so you don’t care about how many siblings I have?”
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Eddie and Buck finally go on a date. It just takes them three times to realize it.
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08 Feb 2026
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That would be the pattern. That would be the smart choice, statistically, intuitively. It was his pattern, after all. But once again, he just couldn’t call a spade a spade, not when his heart was saying, well, “Hearts.”
Eddie leaned back a bit, a brief look of surprise in his eyes, before shaking it off entirely.
“Switching it up, Buckley?” He chuckled, bending the card upward so only he could peak. A smile crept across his face, though it looked as if Eddie was biting it back. He held the card fully in his hand now, still shielded from Buck’s view, and stared at it with an unfamiliar emotion taking shape along the line of his jaw. Finally, rather than setting it on the table, he placed the card into Buck’s hand, Eddie’s fingers pressing gently against his palm.
More weight. Buck sucked in a breath, pushing ever so slightly into Eddie’s touch. His thumb finally grabbed onto the card now in his hand, as he finally looked down.
A king of hearts.
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Buck follows the pattern. And despite months of Buck's distance and avoidance, he finds that it always leads back to Eddie.Bookmarked by batcaves
11 Jan 2026