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“Don't.” Buck shuts him down quick and sharp, gaze darting and fixing on a point above Eddie's shoulder, as if looking him straight in the eye could actually kill him. "I know what you were going to say. Just— don't,” he says, setting his jaw determinedly.
“What was I going to say?”
Buck sighs and leans against the Jeep, tipping his head up and closing his eyes. “You still feel guilty. I can see it, Eds.”
The old nickname cuts like a knife through Eddie's chest, and when he hears it, he can't help to make a small, involuntarily wounded sound at the back of his throat. Buck doesn't seem to notice, or care for it.
“Don't do it, okay? You didn't ruin my life, you didn't—” Buck shakes his head and rubs a hand through his hair. “I made a decision years ago. That was all me, okay?”
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fellas, is it gay to go to prison for your best friend you're in love with? (the answer is yes, buck. that's very gay!)Series
- Part 19 of a universe of first meetings
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fresh out the slammer by melkings
Part 19 of a universe of first meetingsSeries Information:
ID: 2648098
Words: 249,531 | Works: 21 | Complete: No | Bookmarks: 406
Description:This series is all about the different ways Buck and Eddie could meet. In different circumstances, universes, etc.
The stories will not be related to one another, you will be able to read them separately.
Published: 2024-11-30
Work/Series ID: 60946702Relationship Tags:
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“Don't.” Buck shuts him down quick and sharp, gaze darting and fixing on a point above Eddie's shoulder, as if looking him straight in the eye could actually kill him. "I know what you were going to say. Just— don't,” he says, setting his jaw determinedly.
“What was I going to say?”
Buck sighs and leans against the Jeep, tipping his head up and closing his eyes. “You still feel guilty. I can see it, Eds.”
The old nickname cuts like a knife through Eddie's chest, and when he hears it, he can't help to make a small, involuntarily wounded sound at the back of his throat. Buck doesn't seem to notice, or care for it.
“Don't do it, okay? You didn't ruin my life, you didn't—” Buck shakes his head and rubs a hand through his hair. “I made a decision years ago. That was all me, okay?”
or;
fellas, is it gay to go to prison for your best friend you're in love with? (the answer is yes, buck. that's very gay!)(Approximate) Last Read: 2025/09/08
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