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Buck said he'd follow Eddie to the hotel in an hour to call Chris, but he might need a ride instead.
In his defense, he was just trying to close his tab when something spilled down his back.
He’s just tipsy enough to turn around with a scowl and ask the guy how drunk he had to be to spill a drink on someone.
It didn’t go over very well because the dude was drunk.
“Look, you don’t wanna do this,” sighs Buck seriously as he looks at the swaying man.
“Think I do fairy,” sneers the man.
“Did you call me a fairy?” Buck’s brows furrow as he tips his head to the side.
He knows fairy is an insult. He got that, but he's not sure it's what the man said.
Also, Jee has dressed him up as a fairy, a princess, and even a fairy princess, so fuck him for thinking that’s an insult.
Buck thinks he could rock a dress pretty sexily thank you very much.
“Heh, saw you eyeing Hart on that bull, wanted him to ride you instead huh,” the words are spit harshly, followed by a scowl.
“I’ve only ever done that once before, so it was cool to see someone who knew what they were doing,” Buck’s amused, and telling half-truths. “Not denying being bisexual, but I wasn’t checking Hart out.”
“You’re a lying—“
“Woah, what’s going on here?” ask Ryan as he steps between them. “You got a problem, Bell?”
“Nope, no problems, but you might,” huffs Bell with a glare at Buck. “He’s been staring at you all night like he thinks he could turn you gay.”
Buck snorts, amusement curling through his chest because this idiot thinks his words are doing some damage.
This is funny enough to send in the group-chat without getting yelled at for messaging after midnight.
Ryan’s chuckle pulls him from his musing, but his eyes don’t focus until a hand tangles in his shirt and tugs.
His lips meet Ryan’s sweetly despite the harsh tug. Ryan doesn't keep him there long though. He pulls away and looks over his shoulder with a half-smirk.
“That clear everything up, Bell?” asks Ryan in a sweet tone.
This is too hot for that sweet tone.
Eddie told him to shoot his shot because it’s their last night anyway.
Maybe he wasn’t wrong.
Bell gags and walks away.
"You okay?" asks Ryan softly as he tips his head to the side.
"More than, but I could be better," replies Buck as he looks at the man.
"Oh, could I help with that?" Ryan's eyelashes flutter sweetly, and Buck is more hooked than he was when he met him.
"I'm sure you could," murmurs Buck as Ryan leans in despite the grip he still has on his tee. "Kiss me again, Hart?"
"Anytime, Buckley," replies Ryan before he tugs Buck into another kiss.
Yeah, he's gonna miss that call, and Eddie won't let him live this down.