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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.
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07 Jun 2026
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"Can I try something?"
"Yeah, sure, g-go ahead, man." Buck cringes, and even that is adorable.
"Close your eyes."
"E-Eddie," Buck croaks helplessly.
"I'm not gonna bite, Buckley. Trust me?"
Buck closes his eyes. Squeezes them shut, really.
Eddie tugs his face into the curve of Buck's shoulder before he can lose the nerve, Buck's pulse fluttering wildly against the tip of Eddie's nose.
Buck is struggling after the events in New Mexico. Eddie decides to move in with him about it.
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This is all perfectly applicable to friendship. Friendships require effort. Intentionality. Sometimes you have to watch a minute long Instagram video about attracting men to figure out how to get your male best friend to come back to your house and fall asleep on your couch again. Or in your bed. Either one.
Whatever Buck's comfortable with. Eddie's not picky.
Eddie will take whatever proximity Buck is willing to offer and be grateful for it, and if that sounds desperate then fine, it's a little desperate, but it's friend-desperate, which is a completely different thing than regular desperate.
He replays the video and takes mental notes, formulating a plan that is simple: get Buck's attention. Spend more time with Buck. Stop feeling like his ribcage has been hollowed out with a melon baller every time he goes forty-eight hours without hearing Buck laugh.
Easy and straightforward. He’s got this.
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Five times Eddie tries to show Buck how much he misses him; plus the one time he just says it.Series
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“Sorry, uh, I’m not doing this right,” she says.
“Doing what right?” Eddie asks.
“Actually, sorry, one sec, this is bugging me,” she says before flicking her wrist in the direction of the star. It shifts where it sits atop the tree, untouched, straightening ever so slightly.
“Much better,” she says, turning back to Eddie with a smile.
“H-how did you do that?” Eddie asks.
“I’m your ghost of Christmas past,” she explains, as if it’s the simplest thing on earth. In Eddie’s—albeit, sleep deprived—mind, it certainly is not.
“My…huh?”
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On the night before Christmas, Eddie is visited by three (or four) ghosts who show him what it means to let go, to be loved, and to love someone back.
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14 Dec 2025
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“Would you date me if I was a girl?”
Eddie's question surprises them both, air between them full of breath-held tension before Buck scoffs, eyebrows furrowing but mouth curling into a toothy smile.
“Dude, I would date you right now,” he answers easily, not really stopping to consider the other options. Then, he volleys back, “Would you date me if I was a girl?
Eddie raises his eyes to Buck’s high, dark ceiling and does actually think about it for a lengthy moment, turning the concept over in his hands like a Rubik's cube. He tries to imagine Buck as a woman, dirty blond curls framing his face, muscular build, same baby blue eyes and the pink birthmark. Not much would change in the end and Eddie already likes all the parts of Buck he knows now.
“Yeah, Buck, I would.”
Buck smiles wider at that, clearly pleased, and buries a yawn in his pillow. His fingers go a little slack as their interconnected hands rest between them, clearly inching further towards sleep. “Maybe you should,” he mumbles.
or: Buck and Eddie sleep together platonically through the years of their friendship, unaware they're falling in love.
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12 Dec 2025