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Buck just couldn’t help but feel angry, watching the new guy Diaz getting so comfortable around the station as if he had been here all along instead of just getting this job. It seemed as if he was already friends with everybody. It was starting to get on his nerves.
Sure, the guy had charisma, what with the charming smiles he sent everyone and the gorgeous, warm, brown eyes. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that being the new guy, it was common knowledge that he had to earn his place here, not walk around as if he already owned it.
So yeah, Buck was angry and he kept sending dirty looks to Diaz. Something the other man seemed to notice, seeing as he was walking towards Buck with purpose.
“Hey, tienes algún problema, niño bonito?” asked Eddie with a smirk on his face.
“What did you just say?” and now Buck was pissed. He was pretty sure the guy had just called him something. Probably something bad, seeing as he chose Spanish to do it. And if there was a language Buck didn’t know anything about, it was Spanish. He thinks he probably knows two words: hola and amor. Hello and love. Don’t ask him how he knows the second one.
“I said, what’s your problem, man?” and although Buck was pretty sure that’s not exactly what he said before he answered.
“You. You’re my problem”, said Buck, who couldn’t hold back anymore, “your comfort level”, he continued, “you’re not supposed to just walk in here like you’ve been here for years. This is meant to be a getting to know you period,” he finished.
“Look I- I in no way meant to be too familiar or...erm step on anybody’s toes,” replied the new firefighter. “Listen we are on the same team,” he continued, “We do the same thing... I've just done it while people are shooting at me,” he finished, and with that walked away.
Oh, he definitely didn’t like the new guy at all.