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In true college frat style, Buck’s frat was throwing a Halloween party. It was gonna be just a bunch of half-dressed jocks and business majors getting absolutely hammered and drooling over pretty girls for hours. Which, well, Buck can’t blame them for it, the girls really are very pretty, but he left any trace of hookup culture behind when he found Eddie. So it’s not for him. But he’s a member of the frat, he lives in the house, so he’s still gonna go. He’ll just have to make it very clear at every corner that he’s happily taken by that handsome guy with the baby.
Shoot. Right. Chris. A frat party is not the best place for a baby at all. But there was no way Buck was gonna spend his first Halloween with Eddie not together and not in a couple's costume. So he talked with the guys, and they agreed that the basement would be for the hardcore stuff, the main floor would be for people who actually wanted to talk and mingle and drink casually, the second floor would be open if anyone needed to, uh…. show a guest their bedroom. And the third floor, which Buck’s room was on, was off limits for anyone except the people who actually lived on that floor, plus Eddie and Chris, of course. Setting the party up this way not only greatly benefitted Buck and Eddie (and the guys love Chris so much they’d do anything for them) but it would also hopefully keep things calmer? Keep people comfortable by allowing them to go somewhere without the blaring music and copious amounts of alcohol in the basement if they wanted?
Eddie makes sure to bring Chris’ earmuffs, the ones he wears to Buck’s football games, to the party just in case they’re needed anyway.
Buck already had their couples costume figured out months in advance. He was going to be a firefighter, Eddie was going to be a paramedic, and Chris was going to be a dalmatian. Eddie loved this idea. He was happy he was going to get to see Buck as if they worked in the same field, like in an alternate universe where they both grow up to be firefighters in LA working at the same station. He was also happy he got to be the paramedic, since dressing up as a firefighter is kinda… what he does already?
Eddie had offered to bring his turnout coat home for Buck to wear, but once telling Buck how heavy it was, Buck was more than happy to wear an entirely inaccurate but slightly sluttier store-bought costume, complete with a bright red plastic firefighter helmet.
Eddie bought his as well, a navy blue paramedic outfit with a stethoscope around his neck and a borrowed pair of Buck’s black boots.
Chris was going to be beyond adorable. He has a black and white polka-dot onesie with a tail and a hood that has little ears and a puppy face. Buck and Eddie were sure they were gonna have the best couples costume of the party if not only for the fact that theirs included a cute little baby in a cute fuzzy puppy onesie.
They get ready at Eddie’s place. Eddie’s barely able to keep his hands off Buck once he sees how Buck definitely bought his costume a size too small (probably on purpose) which means the shirt stretches tightly over his gorgeous pecs and his ass looks amazing. Eddie’s 100% fine with Buck looking hot as hell on Halloween, he’s just happy he has the prettiest boyfriend in the world. Eddie packs a bag of baby supplies while Buck gets Chris into his costume. When he’s finally ready to go, Buck brings Chris to Eddie’s bed where he’s waiting and Eddie can’t believe his eyes. They are so. Fucking. Cute.
“Baby, baby, lemme get a picture,” Eddie beams, picking his phone up to snap a few shots of Buck with his son, which will definitely be his new lockscreen for the next month.
Buck smiles at the camera and then at Chris as Eddie takes their photo. He’s so happy. He couldn’t smile any bigger if he tried.
Buck makes them take a few more pictures together before they leave (in which he has to set up the timer because technophobe Eddie barely knew that was something you could do on a phone). Not long after that, Eddie is putting Chris in the baby carrier he has strapped to his chest and they’re heading out the door to Buck’s place.
It’s still early, they’ll get a chance to party a little with Buck’s frat brothers before it gets too crazy. The guys are just setting up the beer pong table when Buck opens the door.
“Trick or treat!” Buck exclaims, Eddie following close behind him.
“No way, dude,” one of the guys replies, covering his mouth with his hand when he sees Chris, “that’s so fucking adorable, fuck.”
A couple of the other guys turn around to see and they all have more or less the same reaction. Because of course they do.
“Diaz, you really outdid yourself this time.”
“Hey, don’t look at me, this was all Ev- Buck. Buck was the mastermind behind all this.” Eddie chuckles, the bouncing of his chest as he laughs bounces Chris too, who then giggles sweetly.
“Jesus, Buck, such a family man, making couples costumes, look how far you’ve come,” Connor, the guy who has the room next to Buck, says. He comes over and claps Buck on the shoulder. And Buck is so happy this is the new him. He’s not the naive rebel party boy he was when he joined the frat, he’s a family man. That sounds so right in his head. He wants to spend the rest of his life being a Diaz family man. “I’m happy for you, bro,” Connor smiles.
“You’re not gonna be so happy when Eddie throws these suspenders on the floor tonight,” Buck winks, looking back at his boyfriend, who just looks so hot he can’t not make a joke about it.
“Gross! The walls are too thin for that and you know it,” Connor laughs, “I’m going to Kameron’s place after the party anyway, you can annoy the rest of the house with your antics.”
And before Buck can respond, he’s being pulled to help set up the drink table, leaving Eddie to chat with the guys and let them fawn over Chris as guests trickle in.
Buck and Eddie switch off holding Chris and playing your average frat party games as the night goes on. Though Eddie’s decided not to drink tonight just in case Buck gets trashed and can’t take care of Chris. Buck and Eddie both have to steer away their fair share of girls, much to the pleasure of the rest of the frat, since queer, taken wingmen are the best.
Buck, Eddie, and Chris also win the costume contest, obviously. By this point, Chris has his little earmuffs on and he’s getting quite tuckered out, it’s terribly hard being so cute all the time.
“I’m gonna call it a night and take him to bed, kay? Meet me upstairs whenever you want,” Eddie gives Buck a big smooch before departing. Buck has a crib (albeit smaller and not equipped with as many toys) in his room for when Chris stays over. Luckily, Eddie packed all his favourites in the baby bag.
“I love youuuuu,” a very tipsy Buck shouts out after him.
Eddie lays a few blankets down on Buck’s bed to change and feed Chris. He is very interested in his Papa’s stethoscope and decides to teethe on it instead of literally anything actually meant for teething, but to each their own. The sound from downstairs is almost fully drowned out in the comfort of Buck’s room. Eddie reads and sings to Chris until he’s fast asleep in his crib, his cherished T-Rex stuffie safe in his little arms.
Just as Eddie is about to text Buck and ask how long he’ll be, Buck comes stumbling through the door, his plastic helmet definitely lost downstairs.
“Misssster EMT, I think my dick, uh, I think my dick is broken, c-can you take a look at it pleeeeeease,” Buck slurs, falling onto the bed next to Eddie and kissing him before Eddie has a chance to answer. Buck tastes like vodka and Halloween candy, it’s so addicting that it’s hard to stop kissing him.
“You’re so drunk, Evan,” Eddie laughs when Buck pulls away.
“You’re so drunk.”
“I’m not drunk, honey.”
“Well. I think I need a full body exam, paramedic Diaz,” Buck removes the stethoscope from around Eddie’s neck and chucks it across the room, holding Eddie by his shirt collar and rolling on top of him.
“Yeah? You think so, firefighter Buckley?” Eddie smirks, starting to take Buck’s suspenders off and mapping out his chest through the thin shirt.
“Uh huh, I reaaaaally do,” Buck grinds against his boyfriend and Eddie barely has the brain capacity to remember to silence his moan in fear of waking Chris.
“Let me just go take a piss and then I’ll assess you all you want.”
“I’ll miss you,” Buck slurs, waving at Eddie as he exits the room.
Eddie smiles like an idiot on his way to and from the washroom. Intoxicated Buck is a very affectionate Buck, and that’s saying a lot based on the fact that regular Buck is quite affectionate already. Eddie knows Buck will definitely have a hangover tomorrow morning and he’ll have to sit on the floor of the bathroom and rub his back while he throws up all the Smirnoff Ice he had tonight. But he doesn’t care. He knows deep down Buck misses letting loose. He’s got such a packed schedule between the frat and school and football and taking care of Chris. He left his club-attending and motorcycle-riding days in the first month of the school year, before that first football game. And even though he also knows Buck wouldn’t trade his new life for the world, Eddie can tell Buck had a lot of fun tonight.
When Eddie returns from the bathroom and enters Buck’s room, ready to give a totally really one hundred percent medically accurate full body exam, Buck is spread out and drooling on his pillow.
Eddie just laughs and sits next to him on the bed, playing with Buck’s golden curls. An intoxicated Buck can also turn into a sleepy Buck very quickly.
As Buck snores lightly, Eddie gets him fully out of his suspenders and strips him of his pants, leaving him in a t-shirt and boxers before doing the same to himself. He gets Buck’s ADHD meds from his side table and gently shakes Buck awake.
“Ev, baby, just a minute and then you can go back to sleep.”
“Sex?”
“No, no sex, just Ritalin.”
“Fine,” Buck mopes, dry swallowing his pill before rolling back over, “come cuddle” he mumbles.
Eddie crawls into bed with Buck, letting Buck curl around him to make Eddie the little spoon. They drift off to sleep for a few minutes before Buck realizes he has one last thing to say.
“Happy Halloween, Eds.”
Eddie smiles as he brings one of his boyfriend’s hands, still intertwined with his own, to his lips and kisses the back of it.
“Happy Halloween, Evan.”