#flirst

They hadn’t had sex, even though they both had wanted it badly. But after the miscommunication and their fight, they decided to talk about things going forward instead. They had laughed as they caressed each other; holding hands as they looked into each other’s eyes. He was impressed by how romantic they could be.

The last time he hadn’t just jumped into the sack immediately, was when he had been with Abby. Even though they were over now, and she was happy and he was happy, he was thankful that she helped him grow.

However, he couldn’t quite say he made it to saint status. He had been in bed with Eddie Diaz after all, only a fool would just sit there. The guy was hotter than all the fires they put out daily. So as they sat there talking, one thing led to another, and they had started kissing again. It started out as making out, and Buck knew he couldn’t get his fill of Eddie.

The rubbing up and down on one another creating that delicious friction once more as Eddie’s sweatpants rubbed against boxer briefs. It was enough to make your eyes roll back in your head, which they did for Buck, several times. The straddling and thrusting was all a preview of what was to come in the near future.

Buck bit his lip as he recalled Eddie caressing him through his boxers, knowing just exactly how to handle him. And then he had touched him, skin-on-skin. It was the greatest feeling, especially knowing who’s hand was on him. Eddie had been a pro as he had moved his hand up and down, kissing Buck’s lips hungrily as Bucked moaned in his mouth, arching his back in response.

The burn made his skin go on fire, and the release had come like a bolt of lightning flashing through the night’s sky, which was perfect with the storm brewing outside during the night. The perfect storm.

The booming of the thunder had muffled out his cry of release, as he all but yelled Eddie’s name. And even though he wanted to move down into the sheets to repay the favor, Eddie said there would be plenty of time for everything. Which Buck was actually grateful for. He had been so tired being at odds with Eddie for days, and the release the guy just gave him, absorbed any energy that might have been left.

So after the best make-out of his life, Eddie had pulled him in his arms, kissing his cheek as Buck smiled and closed his eyes.

Perfection.

As the sun rose, and Buck had woken up earlier than he would’ve liked, he was blessed with watching the light touch Eddie’s face in the most beautiful way. His features were breathtaking. But it was his heart that made him love him as well, not just a pretty face.

Buck was so in love with Eddie.

Staying there and staring just made him want to wake the guy up so they could get their morning workout in, but the guy seemed as tired as he had felt the night before. He didn’t want to wake Eddie, but he wanted to surprise him and Christopher with breakfast.

The house was still fairly quiet and he softly patted down the hallway with his bare feet.

Buck entered the kitchen and got to work. He knew the Diaz house like the back of his hand, so making breakfast for his boys, would be no problem at all.

He whipped up the pancake batter, set the table, and that’s when he heard his favorite voice behind him.

“Buck!”

Buck turned around to see a smiling Christopher in his pajamas.

“Hey, Buddy!” Buck went over and scooped him in his arms giving him a big hug. It had been a while since he had seen him. This little boy had another piece of his heart. His sweet nature and kind heart was something that truly touched you when you were around him. Plus, after the tsunami, the two of them had a history. They were just...there for one another.

He set Chris down and ruffled his hair slightly. “I didn’t know you were coming over!”

Buck laughed in the inside as he thought about Eddie; wondering when the two of them were going to tell young Christopher that they had started a relationship. “Yeah, that storm was freaking me out, so I thought I should go be with the Diaz boys. You know, help me be brave and all.”

Chris shook his head, knowing Buck’s sense of humor all too well by now and sat down at the kitchen table. “It smells really good.”

“It should! I’m making your favorite.”

“Yay!” Chris cheered as he clapped his hands. “Your pancakes are the best.”

“It’s a secret recipe, goes back generations.”

“Really?” Chris asked as he adjusted his glasses.

Buck smiled, “Nah, but it’s made with love.”

While Buck cooked, the two of them talked. His little buddy was leaving for camp any day now, and the thought made Buck sad. But he knew Chris was going to have a wonderful time. It didn’t stop him from being overprotective though. It made him smirk realizing that Eddie had been right. When you care about someone, truly care, you can’t help but feel protective.

Chris talked all about the activities he was going to try, and once again, Buck couldn’t help but feel proud of the little guy. Christopher was an inspiration.

“I think that’s all the activities there are,” Chris said, as he drank his orange juice.

“Nope, you forgot that you’ll be calling and writing your dear old dad a few letters each day,” Eddie’s voice said as he walked into the kitchen.

Buck turned around and smiled. Eddie looked adorable in the morning, with his ruffled up hair and tired eyes. The only unfortunate part was that he now had a shirt on over that beautifully toned chest of his.

“Give the kid a break, Eddie,” Buck smirked. “He might just not have time for that. Plus, he’ll be writing to me first. I am his Buck after all.”

“You wish.” Eddie walked over to look at what Buck was making, “Looks good, Buck.”

“Not as good as you,” Buck replied as he leaned in to kiss Eddie’s lips softly as a good morning. He could really get used to this routine.

However, Eddie instantly froze against his lips not returning the kiss, and Buck wondered why.

Then the realization hit him like a ton of bricks as they had to the criminals on Home Alone.

Oh no.

Christopher.

He had forgotten completely.

Buck pulled away slightly to see a shocked expression on Eddie’s face. Slowly he turned to Christopher who was just staring at the two of them.

“Are you two boyfriends?” Christopher asked with curiosity.

Shit.

This had been an accident. Buck hadn’t been thinking. He never wanted to force Eddie to have this conversation with his son before he was ready too.

He mouthed I’m so sorry to Eddie, feeling horrible. Buck had just been so happy; the moment had escaped him.

But Eddie surprised him and grabbed his hand turning towards Christopher, “Yea son, we are. Is that okay with you?”

Christopher smiled with a toothy grin and shrugged, “I already thought you were.” Then the little boy’s face lit up “Does that mean Buck gets to come over even more now?”

Eddie laughed and nodded as Buck exhaled in relief, “You bet, kid.”

Their fingers still laced together, and Eddie brought Buck’s hand to his lips and kissed it softly. It was the reassurance and acceptance he needed at that moment.

This was his family. This was home.