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There was something…tense…as he continued reading. Freddie followed Tuck into the back of the ambulance, holding tight to his hand, tears streaming down his face telling Tuck “don’t ever do that again, okay?”
That was when the atmosphere started to shift, and Eddie started to realize he wasn’t just reading a story about a house fire.
It was almost…romantic?
Or: After getting roped into watching the newest season of Hotshots with Christopher, Eddie falls down an internet rabbit hole about the show, where he discovers the wonderful world of archiveofourown.org.
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He looked back at the screen.
The women were still five miles away.
He refreshed the page by accident with the side of his thumb.
A new ad loaded on a different site.
LONELY SINGLES IN YOUR AREA WANT TO MEET YOU TONIGHT!
Eddie went cold all over.
Tonight?
Tonight?
He sat very still at the kitchen table, shoulders squared, jaw tight, staring at the laptop with the grim focus of a man monitoring a bomb threat.
Five miles.
That was not far.
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03 Apr 2026
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The idea comes to him on one of his drives through the mountains.
He’s driving up, and up, and up until the road has a steep, sheer drop on one side, and nobody’s driving alongside him. He’s headed to the top of a mountain. There’s a gravel pull-off right before a hairpin turn. The turn is protected by a flimsy guardrail.
Eddie parks on the pull-off and walks over to look past the guardrail.
Nothing underneath. Just dry underbrush. A shallow stream right at the bottom. Thin vegetation. If a car missed the curve at a fair speed, it would plummet down the cliff. Next to no chance of survival.
And Eddie’s known to drive, to clear his own head. He used to do it to find hiking trails for him and Buck, or roadside attractions or activities that Christopher might like. It’s a known hobby of his. He’s a good driver.
So it’s not convincing if he crashes in good weather. He’ll have to wait for a storm.
But it’ll work. It has to work.
(Or: Eddie and all the ways you shouldn't love your loved ones.)
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03 Apr 2026
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“C'mere," Buck says, sitting up to scoot closer to Eddie.
"What are you doing?” Eddie asks, and Buck sighs.
"You can just kiss me, get a taste of the lip balm, and tell me what flavour you think it is.”
Eddie can’t believe his ears.
"That is such a stupid way to win a bet, Buck."
“Oh so you concede?"
Eddie rolls his eyes, shaking his head before planting both hands on the sides of Buck's face and hauling him in to press their lips together.
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Buck and Eddie make a bet on whether or not Eddie can guess all of Buck's lip balm flavours, and in order for Eddie to get a taste, they have to kiss.
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"Eddie!" Buck barges into Eddie's house with his strawberries and honey and burning need to understand what the fuck just happened. "Why have you been telling everyone at the farmer's market you're gay and have a husband??!"
"Uh, cause I haven't?" Eddie says, looking confused, mug halfway to his mouth.
"Then why does everyone at the farmer's market think you're gay and happily married?" Buck exclaims. "Gayly!"
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Everyone at the farmer's market thinks Eddie is gay and married, and Buck has no fucking clue how they got that idea.
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