What if Eddie not just comes to LA, for a new start but also because he has a secret. That he not only has super power but is an alien from another planet. Buck is a clumsy yet heartfelt journalist. When the two meet at work and start a friendship, Buck starts to develop feelings. Meanwhile he also grows close to another new man in town- one with superpowers. Itâs quite confusing!
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She nods, and then, a loud sound.
A scream.
A vibration.
And the house, black and burned, falls down.
"Buck!"
And then, life gets cruel.
Or, a house collapses, the echo of a night, the sound of panic - and Eddie discovers what love tastes like.
I still canât quite believe that 6x12 actually happened/wasnât some sort of fandom-wide fever dream, but anyway, I was in my Eddie feels so have an interlude fic.Â
Buck is asleep.
It brings Eddie up short at first, followed by a wave of fond exasperation. Â He takes a swig from one of the open beers in his hands as he looks away, then back again.
Buck is asleep.
That time, the thought rocks him to his core.
He was only out of the room, what? Â A minute? Â Two? Â And yet, that was enough time for Buck to crash so thoroughly that Eddieâs not convinced an explosion would wake him.
On his couch. Â In his home. Â
Eddie swallows hard around a sudden lump in his throat.
The way Buck looked when he arrivedâŚhis eyes were haunted, hunted, exhaustion written across his face and hanging from every line of his bodyâ
Eddie remembers what thatâs like. Â He remembers all too well the feeling of lying awake staring at the ceiling, unable to quiet his mind, unable to settle, unable to get comfortable, just going and going and going until his body either physically shut down or he managed to relocate somewhere that seemed safe enough that he could rest.
And BuckâBuck came to him. Â
He hadnât expected it.  Hoped, yes.  When Maddie called him and asked him to check on Buck, he hadnât said no outright, but hadnât said yes either. Iâll think about it seemed to strike the appropriate balance between agreeing against his better instincts or having to explain himself to someone who, while he likes her, he doesnât really know well at all.
And there was also the part where he hadnât wanted to put his foot in his mouth by admitting that he wasnât sure her plan was what Buck needed.
He took a different path. Â Held back. Â Gave Buck space, even if it killed him to do it. Â And he hoped that if he just waited patiently, Buck would come to him when he was ready.
Heâs never been so glad to have been right.
Eddie takes another drink and looks away again, thinking absently that he should put the second beer back in the fridge, maybe go find Buck a blanket, do anything other than standing there. Â But his eyes drift back to Buck as if pulled by a force beyond his control. Â They track over Buckâs face, the scruff on his jaw, the rise and fall of his chestâ
When Buck was in the hospital, Eddie couldnât look. Â He couldnât make himself do it, not even knowing that any moment could be the last. Â He couldnât look at Buck hooked up to machines, with a tube in his throat, half a corpse. Â He couldnât face that without shattering.
Heâs had plenty of other moments in the past where he couldnât look either. Â Because Buckâgod, sometimes he shines so bright, burns so fiercely with warmth and light and life that itâs like looking at the sun. Â In those moments, Eddie canât look directly at him for too long without being afraid of getting seared.
Now thoughâŚhe canât seem to look away.  Buckâs usual light has dimmed enough in sleep that he seemsâŚreal.  Human.  Touchable.  It makes Eddieâs heart thud in his chest, a wild leap that steals his breath.
He aches. Â But itâs not a bad kind of pain, not the sharp slash of terror or the deep, bloody torment of grief. Â Itâs gentle, like pressing a bruise, the subtle ache of healing.
Or of yearning.
Eddieâs breath shudders out of him in a long, shaky gust. Â His fingers curl harder around the beer bottles in his hands, a reminder to himself that theyâre already occupied, that he canât reach out and touch no matter how soft, how approachable Buck may seem. Â
Thereâs a space next to Buck on the couch. Â Buckâs arm stretches out along the back of it, and it would be so easy to just sit down, settle into that space. Â It would be so simple. Â A few steps, a bend of his knees, and Eddie could fit himself right there, into the curve of Buckâs side, press into his warmth and let it chase away the rest of the lingering chill of the hospital.
Easy.
But Eddie doesnât. Â Canât.
Heâs not for you, Eddie scolds himself. Not like that.
Because Buck will come back from this. Â Heâll find his light again, and then heâll find peace, find ease on some other couch, in some other house, with someone else, someone equally bright who isnât afraid to love him. Â Heâll return to being too much to look at, untouchable, and Eddie will be able to get a grip on himself, find the control that he left on a street somewhere in the dark and pouring rain.
He drinks. Â He aches. Â He looks.
He should walk away, but canât seem to get his feet to move.
Not yet. Â Not yet.
A line of poetry whispers through his mind as he stops himself from reaching out yet again, something he read years ago that always twists his chest.
Te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
But Buck is all fire and sunlight. Even at his darkest and most destructive, he never fully loses that spark.
He is not a dark thing.  And he deserves to be loved in the light.  Openly.  Visibly.  Explicitly.  WhichâŚsimply isnât something Eddie thinks heâs capable of giving him.
But, oh. Â He aches.
Eddie isnât sure how long he stands there watching Buck sleep, but itâs long enough to finish both of the beers he brought out.
And then, after one last breath, one last look, he finally unsticks his feet and slips back into the shadows of the kitchen. Â Â Â
Summary: Fighter Eddie makes a bet with Probie Buck which lands Buck living at Eddieâs for a month.
Notes:
- this fic is very loosely based off of the book/movie of the same name
- Buck is 25, Eddie is 26, and Christopher is 7
- most things are canon compliant but with some minor changes
- this is from Buckâs POV. If I do a POV change I will make it clear but I donât think I willâmaybe only for a chapter near the end.
- this is a WIP so I will try and get chapters out often for yâall but Iâm currently writing chapter 3 and theyâll all be around 4-5k each so pls be patient with me.
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âYes I do! My time off has been approved, so Chris and I will be in El Paso for Christmas this year,â Eddie replies.
âWe canât wait. How long will you be able to stay?â Eddieâs mom asks.
âI have December 23rd through the 27th off and weâre planning to spend all 5 days there.â
âOh good. Eddie, I have someone I want you to meet while youâre here.â
Eddie rolls his eyes and groans. âMom, not this again. I do not need you to set me up on dates.â
âJust one. I really think youâll hit it off. Sheâs beautiful, well educated, and I know she loves kids. Plus she thinks youâre handsome and is interested in living in LA. You canât keep going through life alone. You need a partner.â
Eddie can see the hope on his momâs face through the computer screen, but he canât help the frustration he feels. Every time someone claims heâs all alone, he just thinks of the wonderful family heâs built here. Heâs not really even parenting alone anymore. Buck is there to help all the times when it matters the most.
And after the awkward disaster that was his relationship with Ana, he really doesnât want to go on a date with another seemingly perfect woman.
So he does the only thing he can think of in the moment to get his mom off his back about it.
âNo mom, youâre not listening. I donât need you to set me up on a date because Iâm already dating someone here. And itâs serious.â
âWhat? Eddie, since when? Why havenât you told us about her?â
âI just didnât want to put a lot of pressure on the relationship. Weâve been dating for about 6 months,â Eddie invents on the spot.
âAnd who is she?â
âWell, um, itâs actuallyâŚ.â
Eddie looks up as his front door opens and Buck steps inside, âBuck?â
âHey Eddie, I picked up the supplies Chris needs for his science project and thought I would just go ahead and bring them over. Oh sorry, am I interrupting something?â
âJust a minute,â Eddie tells Buck.
Buck walks down the hallway to Christopherâs room and Eddie turns back to his parents on the computer screen.
âWe hope you didnât feel like you needed to hide this from us. Itâs certainly an adjustment, but weâll get used to it. We really like Buck and he is wonderful with Christopher. And now that I think about it, you did seem especially happy and content with him when you all came to visit last year. If youâve been together for 6 months, surely you want to spend Christmas together. You should invite him to come to El Paso with you so we can get to know him better.â
Before Eddie can respond Buck walks back in and asks, âDo you want me to get started on dinner?â
âWe wonât keep you any longer. It seems like you have plans for the evening. Love you son. And donât forget to invite Buck! Bye,â says Eddieâs mom.
All Eddie could get in was, âLove you, bye,â as his mother hung up the video call. He was too stunned by the rest of it. How had they come to the conclusion that heâs dating Buck?
âWhere does your mom want you to invite me?â Buck asks.
âUhâŚ.to El PasoâŚ.for Christmas.â
âWhat? Why would they want me there? Iâm not family.â
âFirst of all, you are family Buck. But, um, also I might have accidentally given them the impression that weâre dating.â
Buck laughs, âWaitâŚhow did you accidentally make them think weâre dating?â
So Eddie explains it all to Buck who thinks the whole thing is hilarious.
âYeah, you just keep laughing, Buckley. What the hell am I supposed to do about this though?â
âI mean, you could just be honest and tell them you lied.â
âNo, no, no. I canât do that, Buck, my mom will force me to go on a date.â
âReally? How would she do that?â Asks Buck.
âShe just would. And I just donât want to go on a date while me and Chris are in El Paso. I want to enjoy time with my family and relax. Of course, if I donât tell her that I lied sheâll pester me the whole time asking why you didnât come with us. I canât win here, can I?â
âI think youâre getting way too worked up about this. Come help me make dinner. You can get the salad ready,â says Buck as he walks to the kitchen.
âYou just donât understand, my parents and my sisters are going to be insufferable now whether I tell them I lied or not. I guess I could just keep pretending right?â
âYou want to just keep pretending to date me? Why would you do that? Youâre not even queer.â
Eddieâs quiet for a moment while he gets everything he needs for the salad.
âThatâs not strictly trueâŚ.Iâve been doing lots of thinking over the past year and Iâm definitely some shade of not-straight,â Eddie says while chopping the lettuce.
buddie prompt: a news camera catches buck getting trapped in the warehouse fire and eddie freaking out, a la buck in eddie begins. the video is uploaded online and everyone loves it. eventually, someone pulls up the news video from when eddie got trapped and buck freaked out, and compares the two, realizing that the men are the same, just with positions reversed.
now even more people online are freaking out. theyâre calling the two boyfriends, loving the relationship, coming up with hashtags, applauding the LAFD for allowing the two men to work together despite their relationship, trusting them to be professional. eventually, people find footage from 2.18, with buck and eddie appearing on camera and people calling them cute and boyfriends. maybe they even find footage of buck and chris from the pier, somehow finding out chris is eddieâs son, and assuming chris is their son.
eventually, the LAFD have to do something, but theyâve gotten so much good press that they donât know what to do.
i would love it if someone writes this, and actually uses a fair amount of the social media reaction in fic.
First: I donât know how that happened. I avoided it for a long time. But thatâs it.
Summary: Buck has some free time on his hands and when he joins tiktok it hits rather big. He leaves the station and his firehouse family out of it most times. But one day he makes the decision to include Eddie in a challenge, only to find out he had miscalculated his friends reaction.
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Buck had a lot of free time on his hands. He hated the feeling, but lately it crept up onto him more often. When they all sat on the table for lunch at the station a few weeks back, he had felt it first.
He looked from colleague to colleague and saw a certain smile, a smile he hadnât felt in a while. Bobbyâs was subtle but seemed to be always there. He had found a good place for himself. Hen just adjusted her life choices, but was optimistic and her motivation was contagious. On her right, he found Chim, who was over the moon with Maddie and at peace with Albert. A family he had longed for so long. Last, he turned to face Eddie, who was laughing at Chimneyâs comment. That laugh had been rare for a while, especially for Buck and he was so happy to see it again. Eddie was working through a tremendous trauma and Buck was proud to witness his best friend succeeding.