#gonnabuck

send “ REST. ” for the sender to sit beside the receiver and rest their head in the receiver’s lap without explanation. (feel free to specify why in the inbox!)

Anyone who was semi-familiar with Robert at the dive bars around town and familiar with the personality he put on? They would be more than surprised if they could see him in the current moment. Settled in on Buck's couch, attention almost entirely focused on the documentary that was playing before him as he nibbled on the grocery store doughnuts that they had purchased about an hour before. A late night grocery store run for some beers and ingredients for dinner — The doughnuts and all the other snacks were largely Robert's idea.

There was a sense of familiarity there, too. It was clear that the older man was comfortable in Buck's space and knew his way around. Maybe a bit more comfortable than he had ever planned on being, sure, but that we neither here nor there.

All it had taken was the occasional joke about cooking together or Robert making dinner for the younger man for it to stick. (It would not exactly be the first time either of those things had happened, but it was the first time that it would happen with that specific intention). They had not really planned for when it would happen, sure, but that didn’t seem to stop them from where they ended up. In the kitchen of Robert’s house, two glasses on wine poured for both of them, with Buck sitting at the counter for emotional support. Once they had everything prepped for the meal, Robert had basically herded him into one of the stools so he could move around the kitchen on his own. Nothing against Buck but it was easier to meander around with only one person doing the majority of the cooking. 

While it did not happen every night, it had become more and more normal for Robert to spend a large chunk of his nights out spending time with Buck. Drinking and flirting with it ending up in heavily making out if not fully hooking up with each other. It was something that the older man found himself looking forward to despite his best attempts at remaining somehow withdrawn from it. Hell. With how often they ended up at each other's places, it seemed more like spending the night than it was just a casual hook-up.

They had ended up at Buck's place the night before. A fact that Robert was confronted with as soon as he was conscious enough to register that the ceiling he was squinting up at was not his, and there was a distinct lack of a small dog grumbling for her breakfast. It took another long moment from his still groggy brain to catch up with the words.

A moment was needed to take in the words and the suddenness of it comment.

"No? Why would I ever think about that?" Despite the almost incredulous tone, the question had been mostly genuine. He probably should not have been as thrown off by some fo the things that would randomly come from Buck. The sensation had to be similar to what his own neighbors and friends experienced whenever he said some of the crytpic things that he did.

"What level of disappointment are we talking here?"

Despite the question being mostly genuine, Ryder had not taken his eyes off of the television screen in front of them. The majority of his attention was taken up by the game that they had started up to pass over some of their downtime. The conversation had been more casual, falling into more bantering than anything, while the majority of their focus was held by the game. Well. Not completely.

Send “back off”  to grab the arm of someone who attempted to touch my muse without their permission and shove them back.  

It had been one of the first times that Ryder had hung out with the other members of the 118 crew outside of work. He got along with everyone pretty well, too, in the few weeks that he had been there. But hanging out with your coworkers outside of work as opposed to being on the clock was always different. Especially when they were going to a bar that Ryder had not heard of in the short amount of time that he had been living in Los Angeles.

And everything had been going relatively well! Up until the point of someone he had only briefly been talking to trying to grab at his arm and his new co-worker seeming to take that personal.