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“But that’d make me– uh.”
Buck doesn’t finish Eddie’s sentence for her, even though she can feel Eddie’s wide, brown eyes begging her to. She waits. Patient. Like Eddie would for her. She thinks being loved by Eddie has made her a better person.
And like Buck knew she would, because she’s the bravest person Buck’s ever had the honour of knowing, Eddie finishes and grinds out a quiet, “It’d make me gay. To want that.”
Buck nods. “Yeah.”
Eddie blinks, expression twisting like she’s fighting the wetness in her eyes.
“Buck.” There’s a warning edge to her tone.
Buck doesn’t back down — doesn’t really know how to. The question isn’t meant to be invasive; she just thinks maybe no one has ever asked Eddie before. No one ever asked Buck if she was into girls, and it probably would’ve sped the process up a little. Softly, she asks, “Are you?”
“No.” The answer is sharp, harsh and instant. It’s such a hard shutdown — like Eddie’s thought about it, and knows to reject it. Or has taught herself to. “I can’t be.”
Or: Someone leaves first. There’s no other version of this story. But sometimes, they come back, too.
(sapphic buddie)