#911 drabble

Then he comes across a small blue book labeled simply "Buck." Curious, he opens and flips through it.

Kid has eating problems. Will forget to eat when stressed. Feed him, and encourage him to cook, because he likes to taste-test a lot.

Chimney remembers that. Buck mentioning getting so hungry the starving pains go away. He does remember during the shitty times when Buck lost so much weight.

-Loves carbs

-Hates Okra

-Probably allergic to shellfish and mangos. Encourage him to get an allergy test

-Allergic to Naproxen

-Allergic to heavy fragrance laundry detergents. Use gentle.

-Remind him he's doing a great job. Use positive reinforcement.

-If he's depressed, as Maddie says, hand him a child. May and Harry work too.

-He's finally gaining weight! :)

-The Buckley parents are banned. Do not ask why. Firehouse is his safe area.

-He fidgets when he's stressed. Have him chop some vegetables or prepare them for you. He loves being helpful.

-He loves his clipboard. Have him organize important events. Give him gold stars. Do not let Hen and Chimney hide it. He gets sad.

-Remind him not to read too close or in the dark. He's gonna need glasses at this point. (If he does, don't let others tease him. Tell him he looks great)

-He doesn't admit it, but his leg still bothers him. Heating blankets are in the closet in the office. Have Eddie massage his leg or send him home early if he's obviously struggling.

“Okay, I’ve gotta run.” Eddie says, looking a bit frazzled as he looks around. “Where are my—“

“Right here.” Buck interrupts, holding out the keys Eddie was searching for. “And relax, you have plenty of time.”

“Traffic, Buck, traffic.” Eddie snarks playfully, taking the keys. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

“Chris, be good.” Eddie says to his son, the teenager playing a video game that neither Buck or Eddie had been able to figure out the gist of. “Don’t give Buck too many time outs.”

“Hey!”

“Will do.”

Eddie shoots Buck a quick smile as he walks over to the couch, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his son’s head. “Love you.”

“You too. Have fun with Frank.”

“So much fun.” Eddie drawls, standing up straight, “I love tearing myself open and then stitching myself back together.”

“What matters is it’s working.” Buck offers with a happy chirp.

“Sure.” Eddie chuckles, closing the distance between them. His hand rests on Buck’s hip as he leans in and pecks Buck quickly on the mouth, “Be good. Back later.”

He doesn’t think anything of it as he turns and leaves the house, the door closing behind him.

It isn’t until he’s halfway to his truck that what happened hits Eddie.

He freezes. Heart racing in his chest. Mouth going dry.

The press of Buck’s mouth against his own lingers on his lips.

Because he just kissed Buck.

Eddie turns on his heel and slowly walks back towards the front door. He twists the handle and pushes the door open.

Buck is staring back at him, mouth agape, eyes wide.

“Did I just…” Eddie trails off.

“Yup.” Buck squeaks, cheeks flushing red.

“Right.” Eddie nods, heart racing so fast in his chest he’s terrified he’s going to have a heart attack. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“I should…” Eddie doesn’t move. Doesn’t look away from Buck.

“You should.” Buck nods. He hasn’t looked away either. “Frank’ll be waiting.”

“Yeah. Frank. Right.” Eddie is moving forward though. His feet are carrying him towards Buck instead of away. He’s not getting into his truck to go to therapy. Eddie is getting closer to Buck, who’s frozen in…fear? Anticipation?

But it’s the hope in his eyes that have Eddie curling a hand around Buck’s neck, and tugging him close so that Eddie can kiss him again.

Buck sinks into it immediately, fingers clutching at Eddie’s hips.

“Dad.” Chris huffs with exasperation, making the two jump apart, “You’re actually going to be late now. You can kiss Buck later. He’ll still be here when you get back.”

“Yeah, he will.” Eddie mumbles, smiling at Buck.

“Yeah, I will.” Buck grins back, pecking Eddie once more. “Frank is also going to love this.”

summary: you and buck bake cookies at 3am.

word count: 1.8k

a/n: hey... how y'all doing... i am finally making my comeback!! if you missed my post from yesterday (i answered a bunch of asks so now it's pretty far down there), i'm gonna be posting again, but probably less regularly. i've been stressing myself out i think by feeling the need to post a fic every 2/3 days, otherwise i feel like shit, so i'm trying to get away from that mindset, so i hope that less fics are okay!! i love and appreciate you guys so much!! anyway, enjoy<33

warnings: none, purely fluff, no use of y/n, fem!reader, plus size!reader, race inclusive!reader

And then one of his new friends trauma dumps and is like “that’s what my mom said about her best friend, but then she ended up divorcing my dad and lives with her now. I caught them making out two months ago.”

Chris’s stomach drops to the floor right then, because oh my god, his friend is onto something. Oh my god, buck and his dad were dating/had dated. Did he break them up?? No, wait, his dad was dating Ana. And then kissed that woman who looked like his dead mom.

But god, what if they started dating after Chris fled to Texas? Jesus Christ, it would make sense. The amount of times Chris has seen those two face time??? He even caught an “I love you” “I love you too” between them once, but he just figured it was just them being best friends. That was probably normal, but now looking back on it, those two were pretty codependent. Why didn’t they tell him yet? Maybe they were scared he wouldn’t take it well, after the whole dead mom thing, but Chris would. Of course he would, it’s Buck. Buck was basically his other dad already

When Chris gets home he finds Eddie and is like “dad I’m really sorry, we can go back home now if you want.” Eddie is wildly confused, because he thought Chris was adjusting perfectly fine here. So he’s like “uhhhh what?”

And Chris rolls his eyes and is like “dad, I know you and Buck are dating, I’m sorry for making you come out here to get me.” Eddie bluescreens and is just like “uhhhhhhhhhh what?” again.

Chris rolls his eyes again and this time he lets out a little sigh for emphasis. Because why is his dad trying to play dumb? It’s not like his dad hid it well, either. Looking back on everything, it was probably just a matter of time before the two of them started. So he says this, and is all “stop lying to me dad, you can’t hide it from me anymore”

Eddie is just looking at his kid with a slightly horrified expression, because his kid has it all wrong. He’s straight. So he’s like “no, no, Chris you’ve got it all wrong, me and Buck are Not Dating. We’re Just Friends,” but as he’s talking his face falls a little and he doesn’t know why but there’s a little pang in his chest.

Chris gives up because he just figures that they’re just waiting until they’re physically together again to tell him, or, oh no, that they broke up because his dad moved back to Texas for him. He gets a little teary eyed, and Eddie’s like “wait, Chris, what’s wrong” and Chris says “was it my fault?”

Eddie’s kind of confused again, but he gets what Chris means and goes “no, Chris, nothing’s your fault, me and Buck were never together. We were not dating, we have not dated,” and he’s kinda just pleading with his kid to get that awful look off of his face, but Chris just gets kinda mad and storms off to his room going “dad, stop lying to me, I’m not a baby anymore I know that you and Buck were a couple”

Eddie just kinda helplessly watches him go, because what can he say to that? He doesn’t have the best track record for keeping his relationships transparent to Chris, and he doesn’t blame the kid for not believing him. But also, why would Chris think that he was dating buck? So he thinks about it.

Realizes that yeah, they continuously say “I love you” before they hang up the phone (which they’re always using to FaceTime each other btw)

And yeah, maybe they have played the “you hang up first” “no you hang up first” game an embarrassing about of times

And before he left to get Chris, his hugs and such did linger a little bit too long to be platonic.

Fuck, was he dating buck? Was that why buck was so weird about him leaving?

God, he was, wasn’t he?

So he calls Buck after trying to talk to Christopher about this to no avail, and is like “Buck, Christopher isn’t talking to me again and he’s freaking out and I don’t know what to do” because this is what he always does when there’s a Christopher development, and Buck goes “well did you kiss another doppelganger again ha ha?” Eddie rolls his eyes even though Buck can’t see him and is like “shut up Buck it’s—”

(thank you @pettyeddiediaz for your amazing brain)

Imagine the dinner scene at a nice restaurant instead of at Eddie's house - they're dressed up, having a fancy dinner, drinking expensive wine, almost like a good-ending of Buck and Abby's date.

Eddie wakes up when he's about to kiss Buck next to his jeep, after the date. Dream-date was picture perfect, conversation flowed like a stream, they were making heart eyes at each other all the time, it was everything you'd see on a romantic movie with a happily ever after.

But then, Eddie wakes up, and he goes to his kitchen and it's nothing like his dream, but it feels right. Buck has flour on his cheeks and hair, is wearing an old apron Eddie is almost sure Abuela gifted to Buck, there's a bit of pancake batter spilled on the kitchen counter. Chris is sitting at the kitchen counter looking this close to falling asleep on his eggs and bacon, and Buck is chatting happily while flipping pancakes, his back to the door. Eddie stands there, leaning against the doorframe™ for a moment, taking in the scene, the domesticity of it all.

The camera points back to Buck, who turns around with a pancake on his spatula, gaze down as he puts it on a plate. Then he looks up, just as a ray of sunshine enters through the kitchen window, and smiles that Buck™ smile, the one that makes his eyes go ^^ and says "hey, Eddie" or something equally simple and familiar and Eddie smiles, slowly, softly, in that way that Ryan Guzman has mastered where his eyes go all soft and gooey and we Know™, but then his smile falls just as slowly.

Maybe there's an initial monologue by Eddie about how important friends are, that cuts in the middle of the word "friend" when Buck smiles, and it just ends with the fanfic-cliche "Oh".

Then the theme of the calls is like, doing things you're afraid of, because the reward might be worth it. In between are scenes of Eddie speaking with Hen in hushed voices, looking distraught, maybe even crying, pulling away from Buck in subtle and not-so-subtle ways.

I'd love to see Eddie having a full blown panic attack and his self-discovery arc spanning several episodes, but I'm also a sucker for him having said panic attack and kissing Buck through the tears or something like that.

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Can I please do 7 and 8 with Buck, please!

Thank you so much!! <3 I hope you enjoy!!

Evan "Buck" Buckley x F!Reader

Word Count: 315

Warnings: None

“Tell me you feel the same- tell me I’m not crazy.” & “I had a dream about this.”

1,500 Followers Celebration Prompts

“Tell me you feel the same- tell me I’m not crazy.” 

You can hardly believe what you just heard. Your best friend is standing in front of your door, confessing how much he loves you- has loved you for years. You’re convinced that you’re making it all up in your head like you have been imagining for years. Buck’s looking at you like you’re the only person in the world- has he always looked at you like that? 

“I had a dream about this,” you manage to say, completely dumbfounded by his words. It’s all you can manage to muster because of the way your mind is racing. Again, you’re having trouble believing that all of this is real- that he’s here, and he loves you. You’d long ago given up on you and Buck ever being more than just friends. 

Now it’s Buck's turn to look at you slack jawed. What does that mean? Is that a good thing or a bad thing? His mind is reeling, terrified that he’s about to face another rejection, another person who doesn’t want him- and it’s from the person who means the most to him. Right when he’s thinking he’s lost you, you’re able to finally form a coherent sentence and bring him back to the moment.

“I love you too,” you confess, feeling the weight lift from your shoulders. You can watch his eyes soften, and you can practically see his mind still- your words grounding him in a way only you’ve ever been able to do. “I always have.”

It’s out there.

The biggest, scariest, most life-changing thing Eddie’s ever carried inside his heart is finally out there.

For years, it had lived in him like a secret pulse - something shapeless and heavy, always just under the surface. He didn’t have a name for it at first, unsure exactly what it was, but knowing it was something. A warmth he didn’t want to look at too closely. And then one day, it had a name. He knew what it was, but the knowing of it scared him so bad he’d shoved it deep down and built walls around it.

But this last year has been a goddamn shit show.

Chris leaving. Saying goodbye to Buck and the 118 and packing up his life to move back to Texas - back to the life that had felt like a prison. Finally standing up to his parents. Watching Bobby almost die, then retire. Moving back to LA. Watching Buck move out. Then Athena and Hen going to space and almost dying.

And through it all, Eddie kept thinking. Kept picking through the wreckage of his life, holding things up to the light.

He’d gone back to see Father Brian a few times which had opened up a whole other can of worms that had Eddie going right back to therapy and having many late night conversations with Hen, who somehow always asked the questions he was afraid to.

Bit by bit, he stopped running from the thing. Stopped pretending it wasn’t there and actually acknowledged it.

Named it.

Accepted it.

And once he’d accepted it, it was like it started breathing on its own, like he’d given it life. Like his heart had grown a living thing that wriggled around and pressed against his ribs, begging to be free.

It became too much to contain, and Eddie didn’t want to hold it in anymore.

He’d done enough repressing and masking to last a lifetime, and he’d promised Hen, his therapist, himself, that he’d do his best to stop.

So early one morning after a long shift, as the golden light was spilling in through the kitchen window and gently caressing Buck’s face, Eddie finally opened up his heart and set it free.

He told Buck he was in love with him.

He feels relieved.

He feels terrified.

Because Buck hasn’t said anything. Hasn’t moved, hasn’t uttered a single sound to interrupt him, and Eddie’s still talking, rambling, tripping over his own heart, afraid that if he stops, he’ll shatter.

His chest tightens, breath catching where moments ago it had flowed so easily. He risks a glance at Buck — just a glance — and it’s enough to knock the air right out of him.

Because Buck is smiling.

Not just smiling — beaming. A smile so wide it has his eyes crinkling, his cheeks turning that lovely shade of punk that matches his birthmark.

He’s the most beautiful thing Eddie’s ever seen.

“Yeah?” Buck asks, voice soft and small, like he’s afraid to believe it.

“Yeah,” Eddie breathes.

Buck swipes a hand over his face, huffing a laugh like he’s trying to keep himself together. “I love you too. God, Eddie, I love you so much it hurts.”

“It doesn’t have to hurt anymore,” Eddie whispers as he steps closer, finally allowing himself to reach out and touch. He gently cups Buck's face between his hands, thumbs stroking softly over his cheek bones. “We can have this. We can love each other loudly. Let me love you loudly, Buck”.

Buck answers by leaning in and capturing Eddie’s lips in a kiss. Soft and shaking and real. It’s so full of love and devotion, it nearly brings Eddie to his knees - but there are arms around him, holding him up, keeping him safe. Like they always have.

Buck breaks the kiss first, pressing their forehead together, their breaths mingling in the quiet.

“I’m gonna love you so loudly, you’ll get sick of me.”

He says it like a joke, but Eddie hears the tremor under it. The old fear. The “what if I’m too much?” that Buck has carried since childhood.

So Eddie kisses him again, slow and sure, and when he pulls back, he lets the promise fall against Buck’s lips like a prayer.