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"You know," Buck says, taking a drink from the water bottle he keeps in his truck, "for a second I thought Athena was trying to set us up."
Eddie fumbles buckling his seat belt and looks up fast. He feels his cheeks pulse red because — it's a ridiculous idea. Everyone knows Eddie is straight. Athena wouldn't —
Buck continues, "When that mental health cop —"
"Alex," Eddie fills in, wondering where Buck is going with this.
"Right. When Alex walked in." He puts the truck in reverse, checks his blind spot.
Eddie exhales as he watches Buck expertly navigate around the pillar he parked next to in the hospital parking garage. Athena wouldn't set them up with each other, and that's not what Buck meant. "Yeah," he says, laughing a little as the tension deflates.
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“Eddie,” Maddie says. “I know our kids are different ages, and our situations are different, but — it kind of sounds like you need something else besides your kid and work, too.”
Well, I used to have a best friend, Eddie thinks, then pushes the thought away. “I … I have other things. But Chris and the job are definitely the most central right now.”
"You know, you can’t put yourself last all the time, Eddie.” She laughs a little. “Straight from my therapist’s mouth to your ears! Ooh — you know what? I’ve got a great idea.”
“Oh?”
“You should come to book club. It’s something I do with my parent friends. We take turns hosting, and it’s my turn!”
Sometimes the best part about reading is getting to learn more about yourself.
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Take Your Time, What's the Rush? by sunlight for CourtepointeClementine
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
04 Nov 2025
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Buck’s hair is so soft. Eddie’s pretty sure he started using new conditioner sometime in the last few months — maybe he’ll check the shower next time he uses the bathroom — because it’s softer and curlier than it’s ever been before.
Not that Eddie spent a lot of time touching Buck’s hair before. Not like he is right now, absentmindedly twirling the strands at the base of Buck’s skull between his fingers, half paying attention to the world series as it plays on Buck’s ridiculously large living room TV. But he’s been thinking about it a lot lately — Buck’s hair. How soft it looks, how much he’d like to get it in his hands. Hence now having Buck's hair in his hands.
Eddie wraps a curl around his forefinger, grabs it with his thumb, and tugs.
“Ack,” Buck squawks, his cheeks flushing.
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Eddie tries to peek out the windows to see what's out there as he approaches the door, but Buck moves to obstruct his view. "Hey, uh. So. I found … uh, this piece of furniture, on Marketplace. And if you hate it, it's fine. No biggie! I just … it was such a good deal!"
They don't need more furniture. In fact, they actively need less, so Buck wouldn't buy something new without a really good reason.
"Okay, Buck, I trust you. What did you get?"
"It's … I guess, I mean, um. Well, I think you should just come see." Buck turns around before Eddie can reply and heads out the front door.
Eddie stays hot on his heels for barely even one square of sidewalk, stopping in his tracks when he sees the bright red metal frame that's strapped down in Buck's truck bed. It's upright, so Eddie has a clear view of what Buck picked up for them.
It's bunk beds.
Buck and Eddie try to process their grief about Bobby's death and figure out what they mean to each other, all while squeezed into Eddie's two-bedroom house.
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"My best friend, son and tía are all in the same place again. It's his family. Of course he's happy."
It's his family.
Oliver turns to stare at Ryan. "Yeah," he says. "Exactly."
"No, but." Ryan is shaking his head, back to flushing wildly. "I'm looking at you how I look at you. I mean — Eddie's just looking at Buck like how I look at you."
"Huh." Oliver opens his mouth, and he already knows he's about to cross a line, but the words come out anyway: "So … you want to kiss me as much as Eddie wants to kiss Buck?" He's trying for a teasing tone, but it comes out as a challenge.
Ryan reels back in shock. "What?"
After a day of interviews and an evening of drinking, Ryan and Oliver watch Buddie fan edits together back at the hotel.
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Nurse One and Nurse Two Are in Love by CourtepointeClementine, sunlight
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
06 Jun 2025
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[Buck 7:48 p.m.]: do you think nurse 2 likes nurse 1?
[Buck 7:48 p.m.]: like … like-likes?
[Eddie 7:48 p.m.]: what are you talking about buck
Eddie's heart beats in his throat while he watches the typing dots.
[Buck 7:50 p.m.]: didn't you see the way nurse 2 was looking at nurse 1??!?
Christ, Buck. Eddie runs his hand over his mouth, feels his cheeks start to burn up. How is he supposed to know which one of them is Nurse 1 and which one is Nurse 2? But … he knows. He's pretty sure he knows.
Eddie starts to type, I think I was just looking at you like normal, then backspaces like his life depends on it.
Buck and Eddie watch Hotshots together every Thursday — and spend all the days in between texting about their nurse characters.
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"Someone special there tying you down?" Captain Morales asks.
Eddie's breath catches in his throat. "Yeah," he chokes out.
"That's two for two now on my new hires leaving the job for their wives."
It's a joke, it's meant as nothing more than a joke. Eddie makes a panicked noise anyway.
"Or —" Captain Morales continues. "Well, I suppose I shouldn't assume."
"No, Um. It's … my … Buck."
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Of course Eddie's been imagining his reunion with Buck.
In his imagination, they're out front of 4995 South Bedford Street, and Christopher is standing between them. Buck greets Chris first, makes eye contact with Eddie while wrapping Chris in his arms, and they look at each other and grin. Eventually Buck pulls Eddie in for a hug, and it lasts so long he gets lost in it, and —
"The airport police have sorta been on my case," Buck murmurs into Eddie's hair, interrupting his recurring fantasy. "I've been idling here for a while."
Buck picks Eddie up at LAX for Bobby's funeral.
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Eddie ignores the transcript preview, not wanting to be spoiled, thumbs the volume-up button a few times, and then hits Play, tossing his phone into the empty space next to his pillow. He settles in on his back, pulls his cold hands back under the blanket, rucks his shirt up — Buck's shirt, he realizes with a shiver — and interlaces his fingers atop his belly as the audio message begins.
" ... Hey, Eddie," Buck says, voice laden with the telltale scratchiness of having just woken up. "'m still in bed," he adds in a low in timbre.
Buck's voice often gives Eddie goose bumps. It's a thing. Whatever.
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- Part 2 of The Buckley-Diaz Audio Logs
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“Anyway … love ya, man," Buck says in the recording. "You’re my best friend.”
Oh, god. Eddie pulls Buck’s shirt up over his face and focuses on breathing through the fabric. Why are his earlobes tingling?
“Okay. I’m gonna send this now. Thanks for listening. Miss you. Bye.” Buck says this all very quickly, like he’s sprinting to the end of the message.
There’s a little noise indicating that the message is over, but Eddie just … sits. Just frozen. They’ve said I love you before, right? He can’t think of when, but they must have.
All it takes to get Buck and Eddie to talk about their feelings is 800 miles between them, a stolen couch, a fake boyfriend and a bunch of audio messages.
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- Part 1 of The Buckley-Diaz Audio Logs
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“Buck? Hey! I’m stuck in the craziest traffic, just trying to get Jee from daycare!”
“Eddie’s moving,” Buck blurts out on the other end.
Maddie inches the car forward as she recalibrates — looks like it’s going to be one of those conversations. She defaults to big-sister snark. “Hello, Maddie, how are you? I’m doing great, Buck! What about you?”
He sighs gustily, making her car speakers crackle. “I just told you how I am, Maddie! Eddie’s —”
“He’s moving. I got that. How is Buck doing?”
Buck calls Maddie. Maddie calls Eddie. Eddie calls Buck. They get there.
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Buck’s finishing up his meal, scraping the bottom of his plate, eyeing Eddie’s still-full dish across from his seat, when Bobby clears his throat again, quieter this time. Not enough volume for the whole table to come to attention.
"Buck,” he says, catching his focus. “You were the call."
"What do you —" When he realizes what Bobby is saying, his back straightens and his jaw comes to a rigid stop. He looks between Hen and Chimney who both nod in confirmation.
Hen dabs at her mouth with her napkin and sets it down in front of her, pretty clearly buying herself some time to gather her thoughts. "When you were struck by lightning, you — well, you —" Hen gestures like she’s not sure what to say. “It looked a lot like that stunt double today.”
Buck doesn’t understand why everyone — especially Eddie — is on edge after the Hotshots call.
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“Did you see me come over the back of the couch earlier?” Eddie asks.
It’s such a non-sequitur that it makes Buck laugh a little. “Yes, I did. Very cool, man.” He’s only half-teasing. Eddie could make anything look cool. He just also happens to look silly most of the time too. Like now, for example. Lounging over top of Buck on his couch in this ridiculous get up.
“I’ll go get us a snack, and—and, I’m probably going to do it again.” Eddie whispers the second part, like it's a big secret.
Buck and Eddie sit on the couch.
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At first, Eddie thinks nothing of it. He lives in LA: there are plenty of ads specifically for queer people all over the place, so it’s not like he’s never seen a billboard with a rainbow on it.
Then Buck starts talking about data privacy and the ads just keep coming, so Eddie starts to wonder if the advertising companies know something about him that he doesn’t.
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A grim smile appears on Tommy’s face. “I know you love deeply and you love freely, Evan. But you don’t give the same amount to your other friends. It’s just Eddie. You two are…” Tommy trails off.
Though unspoken, the word codependent floats through his mind again.
“Well, Eddie is my best friend.”
Chris calls while Buck and Tommy are finalizing their backpacking plans. Things devolve.
A prequel fic that can be read as a stand alone, or in any order!
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- Part 2 of The Spot By the Window
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Sometimes, Eddie feels like he can read exactly what’s going on in Buck’s head just from his face. And other times, times like this…it just feels like looking at a map without a legend.
“Would you want to…” Eddie says, and Buck starts nodding, which spurs him on. “Would you want to come with?”
“Yes, yes, yes, absolutely yes, I want to go get Chris with you.”
Eddie works on identifying his emotions, Chris asks to come home, and Buck has a secret.
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- Part 1 of The Spot By the Window
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They’ve got a sliver of light left this evening, long enough that Ellie can make some progress on whatever she chooses to read first. Though he’d never admit it to her and is barely able to admit it to himself, Joel’s hoping that after the sky’s too dark to read any further, she’ll recount the story out loud.
Joel catches an eye of the book cover when she slides it out of her backpack. It’s not the red hardback novel, it’s not the blue one, and he doesn’t see mountains, so it must be the fourth book: the one she’s keeping secret from him.
Ellie gets a new book, then loses it, and finds it again. Meanwhile, Joel grows closer to Ellie, then loses her, and then finds her again.
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Ellie lets out a breath and leans back to the wall, which she uses to slide down to the floor. She looks as guilty as someone who's just admitted to felony level crimes. Her knees come up against her chest and she wraps her arms around them, making herself even smaller than she already is. “Am I going to get Joel in trouble?” Ellie asks.
Tommy catches Ellie hoarding food. He is intimately familiar with the experience.
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Ellie brings home a kitten. Their undefined family unit finally gets defined.
“Mileena missed you. She...she had trouble sleeping with you gone.” Ellie says it matter-of-fact, like she won't tolerate any dispute about it.
Joel knows they’re not talking about the cat, but he’ll play along. He leans down to rub his hand down Mileena’s back. “Did she have nightmares?”
“Yeah…She was really worried you weren’t going to come home.”
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This is a sound he remembers. It’s the very specific type of crying someone does when they want comfort but can’t—or won’t—ask for it directly. When they're trying to hide it, sort of, but truthfully they want someone to know what’s happening, want desperately for someone to remind them that everything will be okay.
Ellie is capital S Sad and Joel can’t bear to let her deal with it on her own.