honestly i am forever thinking about eddie answering his door to buck sweaty with no pants on like. there is no way in this world buck did not think eddie was jerking off. like, he's sat on that sofa drinking his beer and puts two and two together and is like. wait a goddamn minute. whips his head around to look at eddie like. uhhhhh. did you answer the door to me mid—*does a hand gesture* and eddie just. bursts out laughing. and buck's like. it's not funny eddie! i'm so sorry. i mean, you answered the door though, so. but. did you even get to—you know? and eddie who is high on joy right now grins and is like, casually. why? you offering to help? and buck's brain bluescreens. and he's like. no!!!!!! i mean, not no. not—not that i wouldn't if, uh. that's what you need? i would. help. if you wanted me to. and now eddie's brain is bluescreening. and they're staring at each other. charged. for what feels like forever and buck could swear they're closer now but he can't remember which one of them moved. maybe both of them? and eddie says softly, dancing, buck. i was dancing. and buck says, oh. and eddie kisses him.
















