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Eddie doesn’t know a lot of things, apparently.
What he does know, at the very least, is that he’s attracted to Buck. And that’s…sort of normal, if he thinks about it. A lot of people are attracted to Buck! Eddie’s seen the way people of every gender get drawn in by his strength, his kindness, his competence– and when he really thinks about it, is it that weird to be one of them? What, does he think he’s special? Is he too good to have a little thing for his best friend?
It’s gonna be fine. Once he comes to terms with…whatever he is, he’s sure that the hold Buck has on him will loosen its grip and everything will go back to normal. He just has to keep his head on straight—he tries not to snort at the thought—and not fuck this up.
It’s just a crush. Eddie can handle a crush.
Eddie wants Buck so bad it makes him look stupid. This is a problem for everyone involved, except maybe for Buck.
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24 Jun 2026
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Buck chuckles, digging his fingernails into the expanse of Eddie’s hips. “Don’t forget the name of the game… truth or dare?”
“I hate you,” Eddie hisses as he lets his head hit the door with blunt force, the sound echoing throughout the empty house. Bad idea. That may hurt tomorrow.
“Feels like it.” Buck pauses to pull back, sweat dripping down his forehead, his cheeks blotchy and his nose beet red. Eddie wants to lick it up, wants to take another shot of tequila and chase it down with Buck’s sweat and a squeeze of lime. “You’re still so hard, Eds.”
Or; Eddie and Buck get drunk on tequila and they play a very intense game of Truth or Dare.
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24 Jun 2026
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“Tell me your story,” Buck asks, once they’re all settled in his office-slash-living room. It’s become his go-to ice-breaker for new clients—how could he expect to plan their wedding if he doesn’t know who they are as a couple? Sure, he’s a romantic, but it’s also practical. It’s how he learns how to turn the big day from great into something magical. He sips his coffee, leaving his notepad in his bag for now. He wants this to be as natural as possible, and he can jot down his notes later.
Ana, the bride-to-be, smiles brightly, linking her fiancé’s hand with her own. “We met about three years ago. I was his son’s teacher.”
“She’s amazing with him,” the fiancé, Eddie, cuts in. He’s incredibly handsome, with his brown eyes and long lashes, perfect smile, and hair combed to the side. They make a beautiful couple.
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Or, Buck plans Eddie's wedding.Bookmarked by buddienation2024
23 Jun 2026
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"Hey, you made it."
Buck turns toward the voice, already saying "sorry, he's got a lot of energy, he's—" and then he gets a look at the swim instructor, and the rest of the sentence walks off a cliff.
Because the swim instructor is shirtless.
Obviously he's shirtless, he's a swim instructor, that's the dress code, Buck understands this intellectually. What Buck did not account for is that the swim instructor would look like that — like someone took every good idea the human body has ever had and put them all in one place and then made him relaxed about it on top of everything, loose, smiling at Buck like Buck isn't a sweating disaster clutching a four-year-old by the swim shirt.
"I'm Eddie," the swim instructor says, and sticks out a hand.
"Buck," Buck says, eventually. He shakes the hand. The hand is tan, and big, and — no. He's not doing this. There's a child present. Several children.
"And this must be Theo."
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Buck falls for Theo's swim instructor, literally.Bookmarked by buddienation2024
20 Jun 2026
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