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hold on to the memories by winterpine
Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023)
20 Apr 2025
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So he reaches and searches for the prior conversation where he was told about his memory loss and the man beside him. He checks the nooks and crannies of his mind, desperately hoping that it hasn’t failed him. That the effort he’s put into maintaining his intelligence over the years has been worth it because this time, he can be better.
But, he finds nothing.
It’s empty. Blank. Scattered and useless.
Alex looks down at his lap, at his legs hidden by starchy white bed sheets. “I don’t understand,” he whispers, tearfully. “I don’t remember. Why can’t I remember?”
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or, Alex loses the the last five and a half years of his memory along with any recollection of his relationship with Henry
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05 Feb 2025
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“Eddie Diaz,” Buck gasps. “Are you using me for my very soft cardigan?”
Eddie chuckles and tells the truth. “You looked so comfy. And I missed you.”
Buck sucks in a breath beneath Eddie’s ear. “I missed you, too,” he whispers.
“I think I missed you too much,” Eddie admits.Or, Buck wears his pink cardigan and Eddie nap traps him about it.
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Eddie loads the metaphorical gun, cocks it. “I would’ve found my way to you. That I'm even more sure of.”
Buck is burning. That’s the only way he can describe this. Eddie says something like that, and then Buck will end the call, and he’ll crawl into Eddie’s bed in Eddie’s house and stare at the patches in Eddie’s bedroom wall that he helped Eddie patch up, and he’ll pretend like this isn’t going to kill him. He’s entirely convinced he’s going to die before Eddie ever crosses the California state line again.
He digs his own grave. “You sound confident for a guy who doesn’t believe in fate.”
“Nah, it’s not fate. It’s us and pure determination.”
or: eddie moves to texas. buck moves into his place. he holds his breath for the one hundred and twenty one days it takes for eddie to make his way back home.
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When Alex doesn’t say anything, Henry reaches out across the table to tentatively wrap his elegantly long fingers around Alex’s hand. His thumb is resting on the knob of Alex’s wrist, and he swipes this thumb over the skin, almost absentmindedly. Alex can’t think of anything else, revelling in the feeling of Henry touching him again.
“Love,” Henry starts, voice sincere. “I have never needed space from you. I needed space from some… emotions I was feeling, and I’m so sorry I didn’t stop to think about how that would make you feel. Truly, it was nothing to do with you, I promise. If I haven’t thrown our friendship out of the window, I would want nothing more than to go back to how things were before. I mean it.”
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the Henry-as-Liam au. -
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Eddie drags a hand over his face, forces himself to look away, but it’s too late. The image is seared into his brain now, lodged deep in the part of him that logic has no power over.
He is fully, shamefully, helplessly thirsting over a complete stranger.
And then the guy laughs.
It’s low and warm, a perfect sound, the kind that sends a shiver down Eddie’s spine and makes his stomach clench. His willpower crumbles like a sandcastle as he risks another glance.
Huge mistake.
The guy is looking right at him.
His head tilts slightly, amusement flickering across his perfect features and he grins.
He knows.
Eddie clears his throat and abruptly turns away, shoving his attention back to his coffee before he does something stupid, like hold eye contact for too long. Or worse…smile back.
“You’re pathetic.”
“I know.”
Or; Alternative meeting, Eddie and Buck meet in a coffee shop and fall in love in seven days.