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Being in love with Buck wasn’t an option.
It can’t be an option.
Because if it was, Eddie might do something stupid, like kiss his best friend.
Which is—not an option.
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“I think you should take Theo.”
The sentence startles Buck out of his spiraling thoughts, causing him to set the cup in his hand down too hard—lukewarm coffee spills onto his hand.
“W—what?”
“You told me that they’ve been having trouble finding his next of kin. I think if they can’t find anyone, if there’s no will declaring who they wanted to take him—I think you should.”or: a conversation set ambiguously during the beginning of s09e18
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(got you on a loop) got you in my head by moonlightcanary for ryliversbuddie
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
17 May 2022
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Here he is, staring at the last video posted on the account—well over a year ago—it’s not really a video, just a shot of a ceiling with block of text and some song Eddie vaguely recognizes from the radio playing over it.
The first thought he had upon seeing the video, was that he recognizes the shot of the ceiling as the bit just above Buck’s bed in the loft. The second thought he had—and still has—is that Buck is talking about him.
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Buck doesn’t realize his hands are shaking until they get back to the firehouse.
“Are you okay?” Ravi asks as they are exiting the firetruck, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he glances from Buck’s hands to his face.
“I’m fine, it’s just adrenaline,” Buck lies, absentmindedly clenching his fists in an attempt to make the shaking stop.
Ravi looks for a moment like he wants to say something more, but must ultimately decide against it, as all he does is nod before heading off to presumably change out of his dirt covered uniform.
Buck doesn’t follow after him, feeling rooted to the spot.
He can feel his fingernails digging into the flesh on his palm, feel the tremors behind the skin, but mostly he can feel the silent panic coursing through his veins.
Gunshot victim, buried alive, Buck’s gloved hands fighting against the earth.a post 5x07 fic
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- [Eddie] Come over.
Two words, so simple, and yet Buck feels as though all the breath has been sucked from his lungs.
Before he even has time to attempt to recover another text comes through.
- [Eddie] Chris is awake. I know it’ll make you feel better to see him.
Buck doesn’t know how to respond to that, doesn’t know how to acknowledge just how achingly true that statement is. Doesn’t know how to touch on his emotions without cracking his heart wide open and spilling everything out.A post 5x06 fic
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“Would you marry me?”
Eddie stared at him.
Buck stared back.
The refrigerator hummed. The monitor hissed faintly. Eddie could hear his own pulse, which seemed dramatic and unhelpful.
“What?” Eddie said.
Buck looked down, then back up. “Not like. I mean, legally. For Theo. For the stability thing.”
Eddie’s mouth had gone dry.
Buck kept talking. He did that when he was nervous. Built a whole staircase of words and then tried to jump down it. “I know it sounds insane. I know. And I’m not asking because I’m freaking out. I mean, I am always a little bit freaking out, but that’s not why. I’m asking because if I had to pick someone to have legal standing with Theo, someone who already shows up and knows him and knows me, it would be you.”
Eddie said nothing.
Buck’s face tightened. “You can say no.”
“I know.”
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He has roughly fifteen minutes of soccer left.
He could just sit here and watch the game like a normal person.
Or.
“It’s actually been kind of a rough year for them,” he says, letting his voice drop a little. Sun Hat Lady immediately leans in closer. “Like, they almost didn’t make it.”
“Oh no,” she breathes. “Oh, honey.”
“Yeah, it was… I mean, I don’t want to get into it.” He absolutely wants to get into it. “But basically, Theo— my little brother, number seven, the one who keeps—”
A whistle blows. Theo’s committed another foul. This one might actually be assault — Chris isn’t a legal expert but Theo basically used that kid as a speed bump.
“—doing that. So, Theo wasn’t planned. And when my dad, the blonde one, told my other dad, it was like…” Chris exhales wearily, having seen too much. “They were struggling. Communication issues. You know how it is.”
Sun Hat Lady nods gravely. She knows how it is.
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“What are we doing, Buck?” And Eddie’s whispering. Becomes aware suddenly that that’s all they’ve really been doing.
And Buck doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even move, or try to. It should snap him out of it, but it doesn’t, he just swallows, eyes on Eddie and Eddie feels his chest start getting warmer. When they’re out of this, when they’re two people and not touching, not connected in anyway, Eddie will tell himself the heat was from Buck, not from him, not radiating from within, but external.
“Why aren’t you doing this with Tommy?” he asks instead.
Buck breathes in, low and slow, his chest expanding with it and Eddie can feel it against his own, the way it pushes back at him on his own exhale, like they’ve figured out how to fit together without any of their jagged edges cutting into each other. “Tommy’s not here,”
Eddie’s hand tightens around his thigh, the one wrapped over Eddie’s shoulder, “No,” he agrees, and that seems to not be the issue, not in the slightest. Not in Eddie’s mind, at least. “He’s not.”
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what started as a 5+1
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“Hey,” Buck says, in the hospital room after it’s all over. “Just so you know, I’m in love with you.”
His voice is raspy, his smile a little self-deprecating. His eyes, when Eddie stares at him in surprise, are steady and blue. He doesn't sound like he’s blurting something out, or getting something off his chest, or confessing something he’s embarrassed of. He just sounds like he’s telling Eddie about the weather, something mundane. The sun is hot in the sky, they’re in New Mexico, and Buck is, apparently, in love with him.
Buck confesses to Eddie after the kidnapping. Eddie, in a fit of madness, accepts his confession. It'll be fine - just because Eddie isn't in love with Buck, doesn't mean he can't be his boyfriend.
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“Alright,” Eddie shrugs, laissez-faire. He pulls Buck’s plate to the center of the table; pushes his own forward in kind. Then he begins a drawn-out circus routine of plucking an olive at a time up and out of the bowl and plopping them onto their respective dishes, one by one.
The delicate, repetitive movement of Eddie’s pinched fingers reminds Buck of picking the petals off of flowers. He loves me. He loves me not. He love—
An olive hits him square in the forehead.
“There,” Eddie says, resolute, as the pitted projectile tumbles to the ground at Buck’s feet. “Equal treatment.”
Or: Buck, Eddie, and the olive theory. Well, in theory.