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Indiana Jones ran from a boulder on the screen, dashing across an ancient temple, idol in hand. And Buck watched Eddie watch Indy do so.
But the thing is, Eddie was really watching . His eyes were wide, dazed even as he watched Indy leave the temple. All rumpled and sweaty and even a bit dirty. And look Buck gets it, Harrison Ford was hot, but this is Eddie with his mouth open like he was about to start drooling, a pink blush dusted over his cheeks, head tilted.
The very same Eddie who as far as Buck is aware and has never been told otherwise, is exclusively attracted to women.
And then with an unpleasant prickling sensation across his skin and a nauseating feeling in his throat. Buck realised he was jealous of 80’s Harrison Ford and the attention Eddie was giving him. What the fuck?
Startled by this, and honestly the whole experience when all Buck wanted to do was stare at 80’s Harrison Ford himself actually, thank you - Buck decided to clear his throat.
Eddie’s mouth snapped shut and he’s eyes widened impossibly further as he turned to look at Buck. His whole face flushed red and that stupid single curl of hair that he’s been rocking lately bounced with the motion of snapping his head around so fast. Buck wants to bite it. Human hairballs be damned.
Hoping for faux-amusement, Buck raised an eyebrow and slowly smiled at Eddie as Eddie shifted further into his side of the sofa, away from Buck.
Red alert. Red fucking alert.
“Uh I was just…this is a good film! Haven’t seen it in ages” Eddie quickly explained, blinking rapidly.
“Uh huh” Buck replied, genuinely amused as he huffed a laugh at Eddie pressing his lips together, his eyes darting to Indy for a second and back again.
“Sooooo…Indiana Jones huh?”
“It’s nothing” Eddie dismissed.
“Eddie…”
“Really it’s nothing, watch the film”
“I’m not going to push you but…you can talk to me”
“There’s nothing to talk about”
“Uh huh”
“Don’t pull that face I- oh for fuck’s sake" Eddie threw his arms up and then declared: "I’m just confused!”
“Confused?” Buck repeated, hoping it would make more sense if he said it. It didn't.
“YES!”
“Like...sexually?”
“Fucking hell, do I need to spell it out or something?” Eddie complained, exasperated.
Huh.
And alright, okay, Buck knows what to do here.
After all, that’s how he had it confirmed for him, when he had all those confusing feelings.
Even if the idea of how that all went down kinda makes Buck feel a bit squirmy these days, but anyway.
Buck slowly shifted his leg up onto Eddie’s couch so he was facing the very man in question. Eddie was pretending not to watch him, his eyes focused back on the screen, but his head slightly tilted towards Buck.
Gotcha .
Buck shuffled forward slightly across Eddie’s couch towards him. Then forward again, and again.
Eddie finally glanced at him, alarmed at how close Buck had suddenly gotten, his eyebrows high on his forehead under the strands of hair he let flop over his eyes. Buck had to remain focused, even as Eddie's dark eyes started to pull him in.
“Do I have something on my face?” He asked, raising up a hand subconsciously and frowning at Buck.
“Not yet” Buck murmured under his breath, his heart beating so hard he thought Eddie could hear it.
“Wha-?”
And then Buck was kissing him, pushing himself into Eddie’s space and giving Eddie no time to process what was happening. He gripped Eddie’s jaw with one hand, fingers separating around his ear and into several strands of hair. The other rested on the back cushion of Eddie’s stupid couch as Eddie inhaled in surprise.
As quick as it happened, Buck pulled away with a wet sound. He sucked in a breath, dropped his hand from Eddie's hair and searched Eddie’s face carefully.
Eddie’s mouth had dropped open, his eyes were wide and expression shocked.
“Uhhhhh” Buck trailed off, trying to remember what he’d said when this had happened to him only a couple of months ago.
“What was that?” Eddie asked, voice squeaky. He cleared his throat and furrowed his eyebrows as Buck deliberately shuffled back.
“I’m pretty sure I…kissed you?” He replied, incredulous, delirious and almost laughing at the stupid question.
Eddie bit his lip and Buck zeroed in on that. Maybe he should've bit his lip whilst he had the chance, fuck.
“Why though?”
“What?” Buck said, distracted, eyes still on his lower lip.
“Why did you kiss me?”
“You said you were confused! That’s what Tommy did when I was talking about my…um, confusing actions”
“Don’t bring him into this!” Eddie exclaimed rolling his eyes and raising his hands to exaggerate his point. “You don’t just kiss people Buck!”
“Oh. Right, sorry I should have asked first” Buck finally looked up and swallowed, advancing himself back from Eddie.
“You would have asked to kiss me over what exactly? What do you think I’m confused about?”
Buck’s eyes shifted to Indy on the screen, now dressed up in his professor get up. He raised his eyebrows and nodded at the screen.
“Jesus Christ, you think I’m what, confused by a fucking 80’s film?”
Oh god, maybe he’d read this wrong. Again.
“Well yeah! That’s what you said?” Buck stared at him.
“And you decided to kiss me over it?”
“Well…yeah! That worked for me”
“Stop talking ab- Jesus” Eddie pinched the bridge of his nose. “What did you think Indiana fucking Jones was making me feel confused about?”
“Eddie you confessed to a priest for god sake”
“Huh?” Eddie frowned at him and since when was that so cute?
“Your sexuality! Jesus Christ, there, you happy? I said it. I thought you were confused about your sexuality because well…Harrison Ford is hot, and yeah! Like I said, you visited a priest recently…I…” he shrugged and grimaced.
Eddie rolled his eyes. “And you couldn’t have just talked to me about it?”
“I’m just going off experience here man, talking got us nowhere”
“If you talk about Tommy one more time I’ll tell Hen and Chim, I swear”
“I'm not hearing denial”
“What?”
“You’re not denying it”
“Denying what?” Eddie asked somewhat hysterically, raising his hands up again.
Buck just raised his eyebrows, scared to push that last step with words.
Buck waited for Eddie to lash out at him. To tell him of course he was straight and to stop being so stupid, to make some half baked excuse for them to come back to in several weeks when things came to Head again. Or even to throw his hands in the air, tell him he was in fact experiencing a sexuality crisis and then casually tell him to focus on the film.
What he didn’t expect was for Eddie, head nestled in his hand as he shook his head, to start laughing. Low and dangerous, with a shake of his head, the amused noises rumbling through his chest.
Buck felt his blood flash hot and body go into fight or flight mode when Eddie looked up at him, lowering his hand. His eyes were dark and a smirk grew up his stubbled face. He looked Buck up and down and then braced a hand on the sofa between them, pushed his other hand through his hair and advanced towards Buck’s side of the sofa, closing the inches that Buck had just put back between htem.
Buck let out a gasp as Eddie breached a knee between Buck’s still extending leg and the sofa. His eyes went wide as Eddie hovered over him. He put his hand on Buck’s waist and yanked him down the sofa so that Buck lay horizontal beneath him, caged in by Eddie’s shoulders and elbows. He blew out an explosive breath, almost winded by the action, as Eddie continued to chuckle above him, deep in his throat, smoky and secretive, curling along his mouth.
“If you ask me what I think, I think you just wanted to kiss me” Eddie’s voice rumbled as he stared directly into Buck’s wide eyes, smirking at him and tilting his head.
“Uhh?” Buck stuttered out, very articulately and with just as much bravado, obviously.
Eddie leant in close, his hand bracing himself on the back of the couch, the tips of strands of his hair brushing Buck’s forehead. He breathed out hot on Buck’s face. Buck made a noise from the back of his throat.
“Did you want to kiss me Buck?” He asked cockily, eyebrow arching and his mouth lifted at one side. His deep brown eyes sparkled mischievously and Buck exhaled shakily, his chest brushing against Eddie’s.
“Yeah” he squeaked out, his own voice thready and breathless like he’d just ran a marathon and not just kissed his best friend.
“Well you should have just asked” he laughed and rolled his eyes. “I’m going to kiss you now, just as a heads up” he teased with a grip, his mouth wide with it as his tongue ran along the tips of his teeth.
Buck shuddered.
“P-please”
Eddie lent down and pressed their lips together, bolder than Buck had been. His right hand curling around the back of Buck’s neck and forced him closer. Buck kissed him back, grabbing onto Eddie’s shoulder and pushed himself to sit up slowly so that Eddie was basically in his lap. His other hand tight in the back of Eddie's hair as Eddie's free hand cupped his jaw. They separated for a moment, breathing into each other’s space with fluttering eyes and then went back in for more. Varying between short pecks or longer heavier heated kisses until Buck’s lips felt numb and swollen and he wasn’t sure how much time had passed.
He glanced at the TV, Indy was running around Egypt with evil monkey in tow. He glanced back at Eddie to see him grinning at him, biting his lip again.
“So uh…I kinda wanna kiss you all the time. Exclusively” Eddie murmured, his eyes searching Buck’s and smiling at him. A layer of fear and apprehension hidden beneath his cocky smile as he blinked.
Buck laughed and reached over to lace their hands together where they had fallen between them.
“Sounds good to me. Rumour has it there’s at least seven betting pools running across both the firehouse and dispatch over this you know? Ravi accidentally told me Hen's bet is already in the thousands and Josh has started throwing vouchers into the mix”
Eddie rolled his eyes affectionately, flushing pink. Buck wanted to make him blush forever. He bent forward to press a kiss to his pink cheek and Eddie huffed out a laugh.
“So uh…dinner maybe? Buck then pushed, raising an eyebrow and swinging their hands.
“I was thinking more aquarium, I wanna impress Chris with fish facts when he comes home next month”
They smiled at each other. Chris was coming home.
“Sounds good to me… wait, you’ve been thinking about this?” He glanced down at their hands and Eddie nodded.
Eddie smiled warm and affectionate, “extensively”
“Then what were you confused about?!”
“ You ” Eddie smirked and Buck’s face scrunched with his own confusion. “I wasn’t watching the movie, I was thinking about whether or not you were flirting with me the other day and what I should do about it”
“You’re gonna have to be more specific man, Maddie says I’ve been flirting with you the whole time I’ve known you. I just didn’t know it yet…wait a sec, how the hell was I supposed to know it was okay to make a move on you? You were straight last time I checked”
Eddie shook his head and smiled bashfully. “I’m about as straight as the hair on your head” he said, nodding at Buck’s curls. “I'm gay. You’re right, I did talk to Father Brian about it…and also, I answered the door the other day in my briefs, I could have found pants Buck. We wouldn’t even do that shit as friends”
“Whatever” Buck acquiesced, hitting Eddie with a cushion, “I’m pretty sure nothing we’ve ever done or will do is normal for guys who are just… buds ”
Eddie rolled his eyes. “I’ll remember that when I invite Chimney to watch Indiana jones with me”
“You wouldn’t dare”
Eddie grinned at him, eyes sparkling and nudged their hands against Buck’s leg.
“Wait, I thought you were jealous of me starring at Indiana Jones and now you’re jealous of me staring at him with another guy? Now who’s confused?”
Buck shoved him and then grabbed him just as quick to kiss him again.
“All of the above. No confusion here. Don’t think I never caught how you used to glare at all of my girlfriends and Tommy, Eddie”
“Shut the fuck up” Eddie laughed with no heat to his words. “I think ultimately you are more confused for thinking any of them were good for you”
“And who is?” He baited, raising his eyebrows.
“Not Harrison Ford that’s for sure” Eddie gestured at the TV “Indy treats Marion like shit and I don't think Mr Ford’s track record is that great either”
“Good thing I don’t want him then, isn’t it?” Buck smiled saccharine, leaning into Eddie’s space.
“Can’t relate. I bet he lives in LA, I hope someone sets his house on fire” Eddie trailed off, mockingly daydreaming.
Buck scoffed and tackled him into the couch.
“We should go as Han Solo and Indy for Halloween” he said, hand slipping under Eddie’s loose t-shirt and trailing up his stomach. Eddie’s breath hitched and Buck giggled down at him as Eddie’s eyes glazed over again.
“Only if we can get Chris to go as Chewie” Eddie breathed and Buck ended the conversation with a kiss.