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There was a space, in the silence, where he could have said something; where Buck could have. Neither of them spoke.
Eddie moved again. He told himself he was just settling in, and maybe there was some truth to that, the indent of Buck's body in the mattress creating a sort of inevitable gravity, drawing Eddie in.
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Or: Eddie, and Buck, and a motel room in the middle of nowhere with only one bed.
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28 Feb 2026
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“There’s no way you want me as much as I want you.”
Eddie scoffs. “Try me.”
“I want to, like, hold onto your ankles and never let go.”
Without missing a beat, Eddie offers: “I want to handcuff myself to you so that you can never go anywhere without me.”
Or, Buck worries about wanting too much. Eddie literally and metaphorically scoffs in his face.
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25 Feb 2026
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"I miss you."
Eddie didn’t mean to say it, didn’t even know he was thinking it. Buck shifts a little restlessly.
"I literally could not be closer to you," he says dryly. Which isn’t true, after all. They’re under the same covers, Buck’s body warming him as his must be warming Buck’s, but there’s plenty of space between them.
The only way to change things is to find a way to say what you want.
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24 Feb 2026
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"D'you know Eddie?" Buck asks. His eyes are huge and earnest. It's not often these days that Eddie gets to see him this unguarded. Just needed to get him stoned out of his mind on painkillers, apparently. He's probably got a prescription in that stack of papers Eddie took. Maybe Eddie can run out and fill it for him while he sleeps. "He's my best—my best friend."
Eddie's heart does something traitorously squishy that he hopes doesn't show on his face. "Feeling's mutual, bud. Come on, lie down, sleep it off for a little bit, okay?"
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Or: Buck confesses something he doesn't mean to while on painkillers. Eddie spirals about it.
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20 Feb 2026
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Eddie’s phone rings from the bedside table. He reaches for it.
“There’s a hot guy in my bed,” Buck breathes the second he answers. “And I - - am freaking out.”
Or, Eddie’s last heterosexual thread snaps in a motel room. Buck needs to phone a friend about it.
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14 Feb 2026