You Can Have My Back Any Day

Mark sees everything 👁 👁

Eddie: I was late to running club and I had to do the track all alone at 7 in the morning!

Sophia: Then we need to add an optometrist appointment to your schedule because your calendar says "Running club 6:45 pm"

Eddie: What?! I'm such a dumbass.

Adriana: Oh, poor baby do we need to call Buck to make your ass feel better?

Eddie: He's coming around in an hour so no, you don't have to call him.

Adriana: Upseddie needs a nap and a juice.

buddie | 1k, complete | m | tags: idiot4idot, drunk shenanigans, au.

Eddie glares at him. “You yawned.”   “I didn’t,” Buck panics, sobering up. “Oh my god, no—Eddie, I was—fuck, I was opening my mouth wider, to—to breathe better,” he tries, wincing.  Eddie’s mouth drops open. “Evan Buckley.”  Buck groans, hiding his face in his hands. “I can’t believe I did that,” he moans, horrified. “Oh my god. Eddie.”  “You can’t say it now,” Eddie warns him. “Buck, I’m serious. You cannot say it now.”  “I know,” Buck groans, muffled. “Jesus Christ.”  “All these years,” Eddie says, damn near hysterical. “All these years, and you decide to fucking yawn in the middle of it?!”  “Eddie,” Buck wheezes. “Can you not make it worse?” 

or, buck yawns in the middle of drunkenly confessing his love. eddie loses it.