#evan buckley reader insert

A/N: I hope this is okay! I’m not sure about it but I figured I may as well just get it out there instead of letting it stew in my brain forever. 

“Oh, shit!”

Buck is trying to keep his cool, but in reality his nose hurts like hell. He’s broken bones before. Hell, he’s been punched before. But he’s never had a broken nose. Until now. He waves you away as you cover your mouth with your hands in shock.

You were meant to be learning self defence. You weren’t meant to be breaking noses.

Bobby, standing to the left of you, is trying to look concerned while, truthfully, he’s actually extremely amused. He’d assured Buck that it’d be good to come and volunteer at the women’s self defence class. He’s pretty sure that right now, Buck would disagree.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to actually hit you! Shit, is it broken?”

You’re mildly freaking out.

Buck shakes his head. “No, I think–” he scrunches up his nose and pain shoots through him. Wincing, he nods. “No, it’s definitely broken. It’s broken.”

“You okay, Buck?” Bobby hesitantly walks toward you both.

He hums. “Yeah… I’ll be okay. I just… I have a broken nose.”

You turn away from them both and run a hand through your hair, trying to figure out what to do. Of all the things that could have happened today, breaking someone’s nose wasn’t on your list. Especially the nose of an incredibly attractive man who was helping you out with your self defence. In all honesty, you’re horrified at yourself.

Buck watches as you take a deep breath and look across the room.

“Hey, hey,” he says, forcing you to turn back around. “It’s not your fault. I should have been more careful, kept my face out of the way of your hand. Don’t beat yourself up about it. I’ll be fine. It won’t be a problem, seriously.”

He tries to seem as nonchalant as possible even though his nose is burning.

Frowning, you furrow your eyebrows. “I broke your nose though…”

Buck chuckles and nods. “Well, at least we know you’re getting the hang of this whole self defence thing, right?”

That brings a small smile to your face and Buck can’t help but smile a little too.

“We, uh, we should probably get you to hospital to get that checked out,” Bobby suggests. He doesn’t mean to interrupt a moment between the two of you, but the sooner Buck gets checked out, the better.

He nods. “Yeah, probably for the best.”

Buck glances between you and the instructor who is more than happy to let Buck get checked out. He’s clearly not too happy that Buck’s nose was broken in the first place. Buck smiles at you before, grabbing his bag off the ground and making to leave the room.

Before he and Bobby can get so much as a step out of the door, though, you appear behind him, smiling sheepishly.

“Would you mind if I came with you? I’d just… I’d feel better knowing everything was okay, you know?”

A/N: I’m not sure if you wanted him to save reader during the plane crash/earthquake or for it to just be a similar situation but I went with him having to save reader during the plane crash in S1 just because I had an idea so I went with it. I haven’t rewatched the plane crash scene either so I hope it’s okay! Thank you for requesting. 

“Sir, I am going to get you out of here, you just have to work with me, you understand? Now, when I push this seat forward, I need you to move to the left towards me and move quickly. The water is rising faster the longer we’re here.”

Your voice was calm even though you were panicking inside. Calls like this were always touch and go but you were careful to make sure that you got this guy out alive, even if he was making things a little difficult by struggling more than anyone in this situation should have been. He was wedged in-between his seat and the seat in front of him. You’d managed to squeeze yourself onto the seat beside him but you were running out of time. The water was nearly at his neck and you knew that you had to get him out now.

The man nodded. “Just do it.”

“All right, get ready,” you said, nodding at him just before you pushed your entire weight against the seat in front of him. It was difficult to move and very heavy but it moved forward just enough for the man to move to the left like you’d told him to do.

But what you hadn’t told him to do was rush out so fast that he pushed you underneath. Your head submerged under the water as he rushed past you, arms flailing, and, in your shock, you swallowed a large mouthful of water.

And the plane was still going down.

Heart racing, you tried to pull yourself to the surface before the water took the plane completely, but as you tried to move, you realised you couldn’t. You pulled again, trying to move once more to no avail. And then it hit you: the strap holding your radio to your body was caught on one of the seats. There was no way you could get it off of your body or the seat itself.

Panic flared in your system as you tugged. You could tell that the water was still rising quickly and the man you’d saved was nowhere to be seen. You needed to conserve your energy. Tugging and pulling was only going to waste your breath faster and you needed to save it for as long as possible. For as long as it took to get you out… or not.

Buck had noticed you’d gone missing. He’d seen the man you were trying to help swim out of the plane completely fine and he’d expected you to be right behind him, but you weren’t. The plane was almost completely immersed now but he set off for it anyway, knowing there was no way he could leave you in there.

He swam through the rows as carefully as possible, eyes painfully searching for you in every possible place you could be. As he got to the back of the plane, he knew he didn’t have long. His heart started to drop just when he saw you – underwater and stuck on something. You were in danger… had that man done this to you?

Moving quicker, Buck reached you in no time. Noticing the problem of your radio strap, Buck tugged it free with little difficulty and you let out an internal sigh of relief as he wrapped a hand around your wrist and pulled you towards him. The gear you were both wearing was heavy and it didn’t help that the water was pulling you down, too.

And Buck knew you were close to running out of air.

The two of you moved quickly, Buck keeping you ahead of him, as you made your way out of the plane. The second the two of you reached the outside, the water immersed it completely and the plane disappeared under the water just as you resurfaced, gasping for breath and coughing up water. You weren’t even sure how you were still breathing.

Buck’s careful arm wrapped itself around you as he guided you over to one of the boats. He and the man on the boat helped you up into it before Buck got into it himself. Right now, your safety was the most important thing to him, and even if he drowned trying to save you, at least he knew it’d be worth it. At least you’d be safe.

But when you looked up and met his eyes as the boat moved you towards the shore, Buck was thankfully safely sat in the boat beside you. He took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

His heart was racing. If he hadn’t found you…

“Thank you for that,” you muttered. Your voice was croaky from the water and it hurt a little to talk but you needed to get it out. Buck needed to hear it. “I owe you.”

Buck shook his head. “Nah, you owe me nothing.”

You moved to sit up a little, leaning back against the edge of the boat. “I disagree,” you said. “I’m pretty sure I owe you my life.”

“It was nothing.”

“It was not nothing, Buck. You saved my life.”

Buck raised an eyebrow. “You would have done the same for me.”

Smiling, you squeezed the hand that was holding yours back. “You know it. I’ve got your back any day, Buckley. Whenever you need it, I’m there.”

Buck knew that this probably wasn’t the best time, but when else was he going to get a chance? He’d been trying to talk himself into it for weeks and he hadn’t gotten the courage to do it yet, but suddenly it was here.

Clearing his throat, Buck looked over at you. “All right, then. How about you have my back by going to dinner with me sometime? How does that sound?”