mythmagicetc
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“I just wanted to be…” not gentle, he’ll be annoyed if you say gentle, “…respectful, since he—you seemed so sad he asked you to move out.”
Sad didn’t even begin to cover it. Maddie still remembered his little face on her doorstep, eyes red but carefully blank, promising he could help with the baby and the chores and whatever else. She had only managed to ask, “I thought you…Eddie?” but all he said was, “Maddie. Please,” and she let it go.
Buck blinks. “Eddie didn’t ask me to move out. I left.”
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Eddie knew it was his own damn fault, since he'd waved off the apologies when Buck recognized the barely-awake fogginess of his voice. He did want to talk to him, always would, but, well. There was no excuse for the way it slipped out of his mouth.
“I was dreaming about you.”
Buck giggled. “Were you?” he said teasingly. “Were we on a pirate ship? Or exploring a rainforest? Building a time machine?” And it was sweet, and silly, and at least Buck felt the warmth in his voice and didn’t assume Eddie meant a nightmare. Because, fuck. It was not a nightmare.
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or: In El Paso, Eddie keeps having sex dreams about Buck, and Buck knows about them. Well, kind of.
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“If this is an assassination attempt, I’ve seen better.”
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“I just feel like–like we don’t know each other any better now than we did at the start. So there’s nothing wrong, he hasn’t done anything to me, I just…”
“You don’t love him.” Maddie’s been quiet for a bit, just looking at him, but her interjection is more a statement than anything else. An acknowledgement of the problem.
“I could.” It sounds weak, even to him.
“You don’t need to.”
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or: Buck talks to Maddie and Josh about Tommy. And, inevitably, about Eddie.
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"You don’t know that’s what I was gonna say!”
“Was it?”
Eddie sighs. “Yeah.”
Buck laughs, less at the conversation and more at the defeated twist of Eddie’s mouth. “Can’t get anything past me, Diaz.” Leaning against the counter, he finishes placing their dinner order. When he glances up, Eddie is smiling, but there’s almost a wince hidden there, some ironic joke that Buck doesn’t get.
“Right.” Eddie takes a sip of his beer. “Um, speaking of. I actually had something I thought I should tell you. No,” he looks down, shakes his head a bit, “something I wanted to tell you. Something I wanted you to know.”
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or: On a normal evening, Eddie comes out. Buck can't say that it doesn't change anything between them. At first, he can barely say anything at all.