if i could hold you for a minute, darling buddie | wc: 2.9k | rated: E
“Just—” There’s a tremor to Buck’s hands as his fingers travel feather light over Eddie’s t-shirt. “You gotta promise me nothing will change between us if we do this.
It already has.
“I promise, Buck.”
or; another buddie grief hookup following 8x16
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this is a continuation to this ficlet. i couldn't help myself, i had to finish it lol.
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