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Tommy glances over at him, his expression softened slightly. “Look, Buck-..”
“And would you stop fucking calling me that,” Evan growls. “Buck is- is a fucking mask. It’s- it’s distance, a-and a shield, and separation between who I really am and the outside world. Any version of that for you died the first time I let you fuck me.”
Tommy gulps at Evan’s statement, momentarily silenced at his words before he remembers that he had a point.
“I- look, like I said, you’re still figuring out-..”
“I don’t need to fuck other people to know I’m in love with you!” Evan growls at him. “So if there’s some god damn number, please name it so that we can circle back to this conversation.”
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OR: Evan and Tommy get into a helicopter crash. Feelings ensue.