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the queen of the disco or whatever

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a/n was originally gonna do smth else but lowkey might turn that into a series so stay ready for dat in the future hehe
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I was just thinking, we could make plans I'd steal the moonlight just to see you dance All for a moment, away from our friends But I let the roses cut up my hands And I'm alone again
Alone again.
Buck is not staying homeless. I'm giving him this, whatever.. 8.18 spoilers ig
The knock isnāt loudāitās just persistent.
Tommy opens the door, and Buckās standing there, pale and drawn, like he hasnāt slept in days. Like grief is stitched into the shadows under his eyes.
āI canāt do it,ā Buck mutters. No hello. No warning. āIāve looked at sixteen places. Every one of them feels like someone elseās life. Cold. Pretend. Or just⦠empty.ā
Tommy doesnāt say anything. Buck pushes in without being asked, and Tommy steps aside, too concerned to argue as buck drops his duffle on the floor like it weighs more than it should.
āI donāt want stainless steel everything and white walls. I donāt want a backyard for barbecues Iāll never have.ā His voice is quieter now, thinner. āAnd I sure as hell donāt want to live with Eddie... A-and Maddieās got enough going on with the baby. Andāā
āCongrats, by the way."
āY-Yeah,ā Buck nods, like he forgot. āuh sorry, yeah T-Thanks.ā
Then his eyes lift, slow and tired, landing on Tommy
āAnd you have a spare room.ā
Tommy echoes it backāalmost breathless. āI... I have a spare room.ā
āIāll take it,ā Buck says almost too quickly. āJ-just until I figure my shit out. I canāt keep living out of my car, and Iāā his voice catches, raw and desperate, āāI just need somewhere that doesnāt feel like a waiting room.ā
Tommy's walking toward him now, slow and quiet. Their breath mingles in the narrow hallway, warm and too close.
āYou can take the spare room,ā he says gently, watching Buckās face.
Buck doesnāt back away. āY-yeahā¦ā
Tommyās voice drops āDo you really want the spare room, Evan?ā
Noānot the spare room. The warmth. The safety. The quiet chaos of a place actually lived in. The creak in the hallway floor.
Tommy...
He doesn't want a room. He wants this. Wants someone who won't flinch when he falls apart. Someone who won't try to fix the silenceājust stay in it with him. For him.
For him...
He wants to say all that... He should say all that.
maybe someday he will.
But not tonight.
And fuck itāBuck doesn't even realize he's moved until his lips are on Tommy's. It's slow at first, almost reverentāthen something inside him snaps, and it deepens, raw and breathless, like he has been waiting for a permission he finally stopped needing.