cleo ♡

Buck watches Eddie finish ordering and pull out his wallet. He smiles. Eddie buying his breakfast is the result of him losing a bet early on in the shift when they were still under the delusion it might be a slow one. Buck hears the woman on the other side of the counter giggle and his eyes shoot up to see her watching Eddie with bright, some might say hungry, eyes. She's batting her lashes and twirling her hair and Buck flicks his eyes to Eddie. Eddie is hunched over the card reader, not even noticing the blatant flirting right in front of him.

Eddie fumbles around with his wallet trying to get his card back in the slot. He looks as tired as Buck feels. Eddie has great posture, but he shifts his weight from one tired leg to the other while he waits for the cashier to hand over his receipt. She rips it from the printer and pulls out a pen to scribble something on the bottom. Buck scowls. Eddie just waits, blinking tiredly until she finishes and holds it out to him with a bright grin.

He takes it and turns back towards the tables, his eyes searching for where Buck ended up. A smile flashes across his face when he catches Buck's eye and heads for their table. He slides into the booth and sags forward onto his elbows.

"I can't believe you're making me do this right now. I just want to sleep. I have to pick up Chris in 3 hours."

"Loser buys breakfast, that was the deal." Buck insists, not for the first time today.

Eddie just sighs and grumbles something under his breath.

Buck turns to face Eddie and leans back against the back of the booth. His leg hurts. He lifts up his foot onto Eddie's side of the booth and stretches out the tense muscles. Eddie reaches down and presses the meat of his palm into the knot in Buck's calf. Buck knocks his head back and lets out a slow, controlled breath. While Eddie works on his leg, Buck fiddles with a paper menu that lists out a bunch of specials with punny names. He folds it most of the way into a swan, but he mixes up some of the steps and it doesn't turn out quite right.

The same woman from the counter brings out their order and places a modest size plate of bacon and eggs in front of Eddie before unloading the rest down in front of Buck where he indicates. She turns to Eddie to ask if he needs anything else, but he just shakes his head. Buck sees her watching Eddie where his hand is wrapped around Buck's ankle.

It quiet between them while they eat. Buck pulls his leg off the seat and hunches over his plates to shovel his food more efficiently. Buck is usually a talker, even during meals, but his throat is a bit sore from the smoke and his mouth is full of pancake. Eddie eats mechanically, too tired to do much else but alternate between his eggs and his coffee. Buck knocks their knees together after a few minutes of silence. Eddie kicks the toe of his boot in return, annoyed and fond at the same time.

Buck only makes it through half his food before he's too tired to keep going. Eddie is done and is nursing the mug of coffee waiting for his torment to end. Buck takes pity on him. Eddie could still get a nap in before picking up Christopher if they go now.

"Gonna get a box," Buck says around a mouthful of hashbrowns. He finishes chewing on the walk up to the counter and asks the woman for a box.

She pulls a box from under the counter and lowers her voice as she hands it over.

"Sorry about before, I didn't realize you two were here like, together together."

"Yeah, well, no harm, no foul," Buck shrugs and smiles wide at her, the implication burning bright in his chest.

2015: harry says if he had to sing one of their songs every day for the rest of his life, it would be wmyb, and louis smiles

2017: louis writes we made it, a love song about “singing something poppy on the same four chords”, harry plays chords that sound exactly like it

2018: harry prefaces playing wmyb by saying it’s a very important song to him and that he “fell in love to this song”

2019: louis releases we made it (which has video parallels to the wmyb video), harry continues to play wmyb at every single performance, and harry gets a Love Bus for ONO that looks like the wmyb bus

2020: harry releases a music video for a song that’s about the euphoria of falling in love with someone, filmed on the same beach they filmed wymb on

in conclusion, I am:

Eddie and Buck are sitting on the couch, like they dooo. and they're drinking their beers and laughing at some cringe movie that Buck had in the watch list on their shared Netflix account. The movie cuts to a party scene, and two guys are making out with loud music playing. It's just like the usual house party scene in any movie.

"is it like kissing a girl?" Eddie asks, making Buck's head whip to the side. he looks at Eddie, but Eddie's eyes are glued to the TV. watching. Buck looks over his face, smiling slightly.

"Is what like kissing a girl?"

"Kissing a guy. Is it the same?" Eddie specifies, and looks at Buck now. Buck visibly gulps, tilting his head slightly. Their eyes are locked, and god Eddie's eyes are so big and brown and beautiful and- any other adjective beginning with a 'B' you can name.

Buck runs his hand over his face, giving it a thought--because he honestly hasn't thought about it until now.

"uh... I don't really think there's a difference. kissing someone is kissing someone," Buck replies after some thought, taking a swig of his beer. His lips are glistening, and Eddie looks away.

"Hmm. I just thought.. I don't know," Eddie rubs the back of his neck, eyes on the movie. "I feel like kissing a guy is different." Buck shifts slightly, adjusting his position on the couch. They are talking about this now. Eddie picks up on the move, also adjusting to face buck better--movie forgotten.

"Why would it be different? its just kissing," Buck spoke. they haven't really talked about Buck's sexuality, not like this at least. sure, they talked about Tommy from time to time, but nothing that involved physical relations with men.

"Well- like.. facial hair. I don't think most men sound like girls. and like the obvious downstairs situation-" Eddie mumbles, cheeks red. Buck finds it cute.

"I don't really think the dick part really matters for kissing, I mean unless this is more of a sensual type kiss-" Eddie tosses a pillow at Buck, a small 'hey' come from the blonde.

except a few days later he grumbles to buck about how there are strangers out there who know what buck is like in bed, and eddie doesn't. and seriously what kind of friend is eddie if he doesn't know? so they pick out a night when they're both off, and they just, have sex. buck fucks him slow and gentle, never braking eye contact the entire time. the next day though eddie is like "well now I know how you feel inside me, I don't know how I feel inside you" and so a couple of days later, they do it again, eddie topping this time. they're barely coming down from their high when eddie says "I still don't know how your mouth feels around me" so they find out. "I don't know how my mouth feels stretched around you" "how you feel riding me" "how you feel bending me over the kitchen table and fucking me" "how cuddling with you feels" "what your morning breath tastes like" "how holding your hand feels"