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“Buck,” Connor hiccups, “Buck! Get over here, man!”
Jesus. It’s been too long since they had an honest-to-god frat party in this house. Buck can’t even remember the last time he got this drunk. He feels warm and woozy and kinda horny and he really wishes he had Eddie by his side and not at home with Chris.
“Con!” Buck shouts back, shuffling over and dropping onto the couch with a tumble, joining Connor, Blake, and Declan, all nursing solo cups.
“My man!” Connor slaps Buck on the back a few times. “See, now you wouldn’t believe it, but Buck, here, is an expert!”
The guys chuckle. “Expert ‘n’wha?” Buck asks.
“Blow jobs,” Blake chimes in helpfully.
“How hard is it to be an expert in gettin’ a blowie? Like, just stand there ‘n’ get your dick sucked, y’know?” Declan says.
“Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,” Connor puts his drink down so he can talk with his hands. “Buck’s an expert in givin’ blow jobs.”
“Oh, fuck,” Declan giggles, “nice, man,” he daps Buck up and Buck can’t put his finger on why he finds that so funny, being dapped up by a frat brother for giving good head to another guy.
“Shit seems hard,” Blake points out.
Buck smirks. “Fuck yeah, it is.”
“Fuckin’ shut your pretty mouth, Buckley,” Connor laughs.
“Oh?” Declan leans forward, putting his arms around Buck and Connor on either side of him, probably spilling some jungle juice on Buck’s shirt in the process. “Sounds like ya got some history wit’ Buck’s mouth, huh? That how ya know he’s s’good at givin’ top?”
Buck fakes throwing up in his mouth. Connor does the same.
“Nah, man, Buck’s like my fuckin’ brother, dude, that shit would be weird.” Connor laughs again.
“Like your weird, bisexual, white, adopted little brother, huh?” Buck leans down across Declan so he can lay his head in Connor’s lap and cuddle him.
“Just like that, Buck!” Connor smiles.
“Thought you ‘n’ Buck kissed at that party ‘n Se’tember?” Blake slurs.
“Oh, fuck. We totally did,” Buck breaks out in a giggle. “That was, like, before we reached the bro status, Con was jus’ tryna be gay for the night–”
“Hey, hey! Hey! Jus’ wanted t’make sure I didn’t like kissin’ guys too much ‘fore things got serious wit’ Kameron!” Connor defends himself, hands in the air. “‘N’ then two weeks later, this fucker meets Prince fuckin’ Charming, fuckin’ Eddie Diaz, and now he won’t even join in when you guys play spin the bottle wit’ the fuckin’ sorority chicks.”
“Eddie,” Buck hums happily to himself.
Meanwhile, “fuck, let’s go do some’a’that spin the bottle, huh?” Declan’s suddenly very interested in getting up off the couch.
Soon it’s just Buck and Connor left, Buck’s still lying down in Connor’s lap and getting his hair played with.
“I miss him,” Buck pouts.
“Decks ‘n’ Blazer will be back, Buck–”
“No, not them! Eddie! I miss Eddie!” Buck whines like a child.
“Ahhhhhh,” Connor nods.
“I miss him so much. He’s so, so pretty. He’s so fuckin’ good to me and I love him.”
“You love him? Already?”
“Fuck! Did I just– fuck!” Buck blinks, but then there’s a realization. His chest falls in a happy sigh. “Fuck, I really do love him, Con. He’s all I think about. Him ‘n’ Chris. They’re all I think about when ‘m’not on the field.”
“Well fuck, man” Connor ruffles Buck’s hair, “you gotta tell him! Where’s’your phone?”
“Can’t tell him now! Gotta tell him in person, make it romantic, y’know? ‘M’always romantic with Eddie.”
“I heard you guys on Monday night and that shit was not romantic–”
“You’re just fuckin’ jealous ‘cause I’m the best fuckin’ kisser you’ve ever had. ‘N’ not you, or any pretty girls, or anyone else will ever getta–”
“Ever? What, you gonna marry this guy?”
“Fuck, yeah, man. I wanna marry the fuck outta Eds! ‘N’ not jus’ ‘cause he does this thing ‘n bed where he–”
“Hey, when you know, you know!” Connor interrupts him, probably for the best.
“When you know, you know!” Buck parrots, smiling like a fool.
Somewhere by the beer pong table, Money Honey by Lady Gaga starts playing and Buck ‘wooooooo’s like a teenage girl at a Bieber concert, getting up off the couch and stumbling to their makeshift dance floor. You can take the man out of the gay club but you can’t take the gay club out of the man. Buck specifically puts some of his favourites in the frat’s party playlist for this very reason.
Connor gets some fabulous videos of him dancing and sends them straight to Buck’s future husband.
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Your boy is sloshed
Attachment: 3 Videos
Almost immediately, he gets a message back
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Fuck lol
Did he only get up once gaga came on?
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Yup
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
That’s my Buck
Tell him as soon as a song that isn’t gaga plays he needs to get some sleep
And make sure he takes his meds
He’ll sleep better if his brain isn’t as loud
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
He’s so hammered he’ll sleep like a rock dw
But yea I’ll make sure he gets em
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Thanks man
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
He says you’re good to him
Thanks for being so good to my best friend
I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuu
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
How hammered are you Connor
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Hey I’m being Genyouwin
Genyuwin
Genuwine
Genuine
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Yeah ok
Love u too
Thanks for taking care of my boyfriend
You should also get some sleep it’s fucking 4 in the morning
I’m only up because Chris needed a change and now I can’t get back to sleep
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
EDDIE ITS MEEEEEEEEEEEE
I MISS U
HOWS CHRIS
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Hi Ev
We miss you too now stop drinking before you blackout
Chris is sleeping and so should you
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Attachment: 1 Image
WANNA SEE U
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Glad you’re having so much fun Ev
I’ve got class tomorrow I’ll see you after
You better not still be drunk lol
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
I’LL BE GOOOOOOOOOD
GOOD FOR U
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Evan give Connor his phone back before you say something silly
goodnight
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
WAIT
R U BRAVE ENUF TO LET ME SEE UR PEACOCJ
COCK
DONT BE A CHIKEN BOU STOP ACTIN LIKR A BIATCH
from: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
Hey isn’t that Katy perry
If lady gaga isn’t on that means it’s bedtime
to: Eddie D (Bucks bf)
CMON BABY LET ME SEE WAT U HIDIN UMDERNEETG
Texting Eddie from Connor’s phone is the last thing Buck even remotely remembers from that night.
He wakes up with a blinding headache and immediately checks his phone. Which doesn’t help. It’s already mid-afternoon and he’s got dozens of photo notifications in the frat group chat, many of which are of him doing a pretty impressive keg stand at some point last night, if he does say so himself.
He feels congested and dizzy and just like shit. He considers texting Connor to ask him to bring in some Advil and Gatorade.
But then his door opens.
“Hi, baby,” Eddie whispers, gently making his way into the room.
“Eddie,” Buck’s never been so happy to see anyone in his entire life.
Eddie sits down next to Buck and helps him sit up, with much difficulty.
“‘M’gonna puke,” Buck complains, holding his head.
“No, you’re not, honey. Take some pills and drink something, c’mon,” Eddie chuckles, handing Buck some painkillers and a bottle of blue Gatorade, his favourite.
“Atta boy,” Eddie praises Buck when he’s done. And if Buck wasn’t practically still drunk from the night before, he would be throwing a leg over his boyfriend to make out with him until he earns more praise.
But as he is, he’s woozy and just wants to lie back down.
“Cuddle,” Buck mumbles, not much other context. But Eddie gets him.
They settle down under the covers and Eddie presses butterfly kisses across Buck’s face, making him giggle.
“I love you, Eddie.” Buck smiles, all lovey-dovey, closing his tired eyes. When he wakes up next he’ll probably forget he ever said it, still practically barely conscious, but he can’t stop himself from confessing it now.
Eddie’s whole chest goes warm as he holds his big baby frat boy a bit closer. “I love you too, Ev.”