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tonight's main dish

Summary:

Tommy's used to being the one who takes his partners out on dates. He loves it, and he knows that people generally expect that of him - his statue and personality makes sure of that. Trust Evan to swipe him off his feet by taking him out on a date, so effortlessly charming and adorable, smashing through each of Tommy's insecurities (even though he doesn't know they exist). He knows this man will be the death of him

 

or buck takes tommy out on a date, and it's much better than their first one. there's softness, smitten tommy, and a lot of making out

Notes:

here we are, starting BuckTommy Week 2024! prompt: date night

i have almost all the fics written (only one left) so expect some fluff from me this week ❤️ huge thanks to ace for betaing the fic

enjoy some mindless fluff!

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”Dress nicely. I’ll pick you up at 7 pm,” Evan said to him, which is why Tommy finds himself quietly panicking in front of the mirror at 6:45 pm.

They’ve been dating for a few weeks, and it’s been magical and amazing and just… He’s not sure how he landed himself such a gorgeous, sweet man, and he’s still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Evan is unsure still, but he’s been flourishing lately, and Tommy isn’t sure what to expect from the date night Evan asked him out to. 

It’s been a long while since Tommy has been out on a date like that, one that someone else initiated.

At 7 pm on the dot, there’s a knock on the door, and he realises he’s been spiralling for the last 20 minutes. Tommy takes a few deep breaths and opens the door. As soon as he does, air gets knocked out of his lungs.

Evan is standing there, dressed in a floral dress shirt and dark blue jacket, dark jeans on his long legs. And in his hands is the most vibrant, gorgeous bouquet of flowers Tommy’s seen in a while. His boyfriend’s eyes are sparkling, and he looks a bit nervous but also determined, and he enjoys seeing his gaze darken when he takes Tommy in. He did his best to dress up, in a dark red shirt and black jacket. It’s nice to see his efforts are appreciated.

“Tommy,” Evan breathes, eyes wide. “You look…amazing.”

Suddenly Tommy’s hit with the urge to duck his head and blush. It’s been so long since a boy rendered him this useless, but here Evan is, so eager and straightforward and sweet, and he finds his defences falling rapidly.

“So do you,” he replies hoarsely. “Are those jeans painted on?”

Evan laughs and playfully spins around, a smirk appearing on his face when he realises Tommy’s eyes glued to his ass.

“It was hard to get them on,” the other man admits. “And if the date goes well, maybe we’ll find out how hard they are to take off.”

Tommy almost swallows his tongue, taking a few deep breaths. “You’ll be the death of me, kid.”

A sunny smile is his answer, and the other man thrusts the flowers at him. “For you,” Evan explains unnecessarily. “I hope you like sunflowers.”

He’s a bit choked up, suddenly. “I love them,” Tommy admits quietly, staring at the flowers. “I don’t think anyone-”

“Yeah, men don’t really get flowers, do they?” Evan scratches the back of his neck. “I thought it’d be sweet to bring you some. You deserve it.”

Tommy’s not sure what to say in reply, actually, so he just nods, heart hammering. He murmurs something about finding a vase, and dashes inside. Only then does he realise he just left Evan standing in front of the open door, and groans in embarrassment. Tommy’s been so smooth and confident those last few weeks, he’s not sure what’s happening now. Evan is going to unravel him.

He puts his shoulders back and returns to Evan, a sheepish smile on his face. “Sorry about that, I got a bit, uh-”

Warm lips pressed against his interrupt Tommy’s pathetic attempts at explanation, and he immediately melts into the kiss, one hand cupping Evan’s face, the other landing on his waist. They sway together on Tommy’s porch, the air pleasantly warm, and he wants so much, the sweetness and the heat, all of it. Everything with Evan.

They pull away a bit breathless, smiling stupidly at each other, and Tommy presses one last kiss to Evan’s birthmark.

“What was that for?” he murmurs.

Evan just shrugs. “Do I need a reason to kiss my boyfriend?” he teases. “Maybe I just think he looks gorgeous and hot, and I’m rethinking going out to eat?”

Tommy laughs deeply, shaking his head. “Nope, we’re going. You went through all the effort, we’re not ruining that.”

“No date with you would ruin anything,” Evan replies sweetly, face completely earnest as if he’s not aware of the havoc he’s wrecking on Tommy’s poor heart. “But fine, let’s go.”

Evan stays pressed to his side as Tommy locks the doors, and then keeps an arm around his waist while they walk to his jeep in comfortable silence. He even goes the extra mile to open the passenger door for Tommy, which just makes them giggle. Tommy hopes the dim lightning hides the blush that spreads on his face at the action.

It’s absolutely ridiculous.

“Will you tell me where we’re going?” he asks as they’re driving through LA traffic.

Evan glances at him with a smile. “It’s a new Indian place Bobby told me about, and I know you like that food, so we’re going. It’s a bit fancy, hence the clothes.”

Tommy laughs. “You remembered that I like Indian food?”

“I remember everything you tell me,” Evan says, as if it’s nothing once again. “You’re very important to me, and I’m a decent listener.”

He’s not sure what to do with that information. Tommy’s good at keeping things to himself, but Evan makes him chatty, he’s always genuinely interested in what Tommy has to say, and he finds himself spilling more about himself than he ever did. It helps that Evan does the same, important information hidden in his long rants about the most random things on Earth. Tommy loves them.

They park a fair bit away, as it usually goes in LA, and walk hand in hand, Evan chattering about the distribution of South Asian spices to other parts of the world. He hangs onto every word, and they stay with him - more than once Tommy dropped some random fact while on shift, about something even vaguely connected to their job. It’s fun.

The restaurant really is fancy, and clearly very new, but cosy inside.

“We have a reservation under the name ‘Buckley’,” Evan says once they get inside, a charming smile on his face.

“Right this way.”

They’re led deeper into the restaurant, to a table tucked by a window, a few candles already lit on it. Cosy and decently hidden behind a nearby plant, and Evan smiles at him as they sit down.

“Approve so far?” he murmurs with a cheeky smile, eyes dancing in the candlelight. He’s gorgeous.

“Always,” Tommy says immediately. 

“I mean, that first date puts the bar really low, I know,” Evan laughs. “But I promise I’m usually better.”

“I know you are, Evan,” he replies softly. “You’re perfect.”

He watches in satisfaction as a bright blush spreads on the other man’s face. “You’re so smooth,” the other man murmurs. “It should be illegal.”

Tommy laughs and decides to make the other man feel a bit better. “Trust me, I’m not even half as smooth as it may seem. You’re making me into a bit of a disaster, Evan.”

“I do?”

“How could you not? It’s been… I don’t think I’ve ever been wined and dined like that,” he admits softly.

“This? This is nothing,” Evan assures with a bright smile. “I’m just getting started.”

“I can’t wait.”

The food is great, the company even better. It’s been a while since Tommy had good Indian food, and Evan is knowledgeable enough to make their conversation always interesting. He’s like a breath of fresh air, and now that any shyness about being seen with a man is gone, he’s the brightest star in any room. He holds Tommy’s hand fearlessly, and they share chocolate cake for dessert, Evan giggling as Tommy feeds it to him.

He licks off the mousse of the fork with heat in his eyes, and Tommy shivers pleasantly. The whole date is charged with the best kind of tension, but also sweet - because Evan is so earnest, so clear with his emotions. Their legs are tangled under the table, and Tommy’s perpetually flushed, he’s sure. 

It’s a good night.

“I’m paying,” Evan says sternly, a playful glare on his face. “I asked you out, so I’m paying. You can pay next time.”

Tommy laughs. “Evan…”

“Nope, I can’t hear you.” Evan sticks his fingers into his ears, uncaring of how goofy it makes him look. “I’m paying.”

People are looking at them, but Tommy can’t find it in himself to mind, not when Evan is so bright and happy, and he can’t remember the last time he’s been so content.

“Okay, go for it,” he finally allows. “I’ll get you next time.”

“Can’t wait.”

They walk out hand in hand, Tommy a tad tipsy on the wine and Evan wraps an arm around his waist to keep him steady. He pulls the other man even closer, pressing a kiss to the side of his head with a smile.

“Better than the first date?” Evan asks jokingly.

“Evan… This is possibly the best date I’ve ever been on,” Tommy admits quietly. “You’re…”

“I want to treat you right,” the other man says softly. “I know you’re a capable, grown man, and you have so much more experience than me, but uh, I- You deserve to be treated with kindness.”

And Tommy is… A bit choked up, actually. He’s had a few good boyfriends over the years, but none of them measure up to Evan, and the pure, honest care he’s showing. He listens to Tommy, the way almost no one does, and he wants to treat him right, like they’re teenagers in their first relationship.

To be honest, it’s a bit how this whole thing makes Tommy feel. 

“You treat me so well, baby.” He turns the other man around and cups his face as they hide in the shadows of a nearby park. Tommy makes the other man look at him and he smiles. “You’re a wonderful boyfriend, and you make me so happy. I promise, you have nothing to worry about.”

Evan’s hands land on Tommy’s hips and he smiles shyly, glancing up at him through his lashes. He makes Tommy feel a bit insane with want.

“You know, it’s uh, probably the first time ever that I’m doing this not because I’m afraid you’re going to leave me, but- I just want to treat you right. I want to take care of you.”

The words land on Tommy’s sternum, rendering him breathless. He stares at the other man in awe, before kissing him deeply, pressing Evan against a nearby tree. The blonde makes a small, startled sound, but quickly relaxes and kisses back, humming into the kiss. Tommy pushes and tugs at Evan’s hair, deepening the kiss until they’re bordering on public indecency, almost grinding on each other.

When he pulls away, Evan looks wrecked - lips red and puffy, a blush high on his cheeks, pupils blown wide. Tommy’s fingers are still tangled in his hair, so he tugs until he can freely press a few kisses to his neck and jaw. He’s acting like an irresponsible teenager, but it feels so good.

“Fuck, Tommy,” Evan groans, pulling him even closer. “I- Home?”

Tommy pulls away from his neck and stares at him, heart hammering. This time, it’s Evan who kisses him deeply, until they’re breathless and panting into each other’s mouths.

“I thought you were a gentleman,” he can’t help but tease, and Evan rolls his eyes. 

“Well, it’s not our third date,” the other man drawls. “And it won’t be our first time.”

“Jesus, kid,” Tommy mutters as heat flashes in his belly. “How are you real?”

“You’re the one who started to grind on me in a public park, Tommy.” Evan’s eyes are shining with humor, and he kisses him before Tommy can reply.

It’s soft and sweet this time, and Tommy lets the moment take him, relaxing his hold on Evan’s curls.

“How about making out in the comfort of your loft, hmm?” he suggests eventually. “I’ve been thinking of stripping you out of those clothes since I saw you.”

Evan gives a bark of laughter and finally pulls them away from the tree, twisting to look at his back. “Well, now you have to, because this needs some deep cleaning.”

Tommy smiles shamelessly and wraps an arm around Evan’s waist as he leads them towards the Jeep. “Worth it.”

“You’re worth everything.”

What is it with this man and dropping the most romantic lines like it’s nothing? 

Tommy blushes all the way to the loft. It’s a good date night, with an even better finish.

Notes:

leave a comment or two if you enjoyed! this whole week will be just mindless fluff, the boys are so sweet and smitten and the muse gripped me tight. treat this as setting the scene haha

see ya tomorrow!

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