ghost tagged by my most beloved @queerstark
i swear 2god i'm gonna end up posting this whole story to tumblr before it makes it to ao3 lmao
(also, to everyone who commented or added notes to the last one, this is for you--you have no idea how much your excitement and enthusiasm means to me!! i'm writing because of you xo)
"You okay?" Eddie's looking at Buck from just underneath his eyelashes and, if Buck didn't know any better, he'd say it was somewhere in the neighborhood of flirting.
But he does. And it can't be. So it isn't.
"Yeah," Buck says, probably a little too loudly, probably a little too close to Eddie's ear as he leans in over the noise. His forehead hits the side of Eddie's cowboy hat, a little stiffer than he'd expected.
The song shifts again, something twangy with a beat that gets Eddie's hips moving, and he squeezes Buck's hand.
What else is he supposed to do but squeeze back.
But when Eddie uses the hand on his ribs to pull Buck in closer, Buck's big feet trip over nothing and they crash together, in a sweet, meet-cute way that Buck couldn't have designed any better himself.
Except he crashes a little into the sharp ridge of Eddie's Stetson.
"Whoa there, cowboy," Eddie says, tilting his temple against Buck's. His hand has moved from the side of his ribs to his back, Eddie's enormous hand spread wide, and Buck's blood is everywhere all at once. "Careful there."
Buck can feel the heat pouring off of Eddie, like he's standing too close to a space heater or an open oven, and he knows if he steps closer it'll burn, but he can't bring himself to care. "Told you I'd step on you."
"I took that risk," Eddie says, "I'm okay with it."
ghost tagging my whole beautiful dash, but also specifically @soupfic because i NEEEEEEEEEEED more of that threesome fic <3