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This is a form of backdoor bigotry from both normative facts (there are more straight than gay relationships) and well represented bigoted beliefs (men are superior to women).

Explicit | Buddie | chapter 3/4 | 6.2k | tags: miscommunication, living together, light angst, domesticity, getting together (eventually)

'We should go for dinner,' says Eddie apropos of nothing, as they unpack groceries at the start of their 48 off, 'tomorrow night.'

'Okay. Chris has science club after school we could pick him up and get tacos or something.'

'No,' Eddie nudges Buck's shoulder with his own, moving past him to the fridge, 'me and you.'

'I think Maddie's on shift tomorrow and Pepa has her book club Thursdays,' Buck is sifting through the shopping bags now, gathering all the perishables into one pile.

'Chris can watch Theo. I might have to pay him but they'll be fine for a few hours,' says Eddie.

They haven't really had a chance to hang out just the two of them, not since Buck started looking after Theo, and even now, living together, there's usually a four year old to feed or entertain or keep alive. Chris is so busy these days, with school and his friends, and he always needs picking up or dropping off some place. They can't even really drink a beer and crash out on the couch in the evening anymore because that's Theo's bedroom now.

'I don't know—,' Buck prevaricates.

Eddie pauses between the kitchen table and the fridge, reaching out to Buck, the mayo passing between them, Chris's preferred brand, string cheese for Theo, the oat milk Buck likes. Eddie slots them all into the correct spots.

'Buck—you said yourself Theo has been doing better and Chris is great with him. Let me take you to dinner.'

Buck will probably spend all night worrying but it would be nice to get a break, to sit across from Eddie and have a conversation that isn't about school schedules and how Theo has gone off bell peppers for some reason and whose turn it is to clean the bathroom. Eddie is looking at him earnestly, he wants to take Buck to dinner and Buck wants to let him.

'Sure, y-yeah. Let's get dinner.'

The smile he gets in response is worth it.

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