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(I went with pet parents because it pleased me) ✨ Kiss prompts ✨

“I’m sorry,” Buck apologized again as they trooped into the house, more early morning than night now.

“Th—” Tommy yawned, interrupting himself. “There’s nothing to apologize for, Evan.”

“We’ve been out all night, all because I got worried,” Buck groused.

Tommy undid Winston’s leash, letting him run for his water bowl. “A bunch of socks were missing, we couldn’t find them, and Winston’s fine.”

“Yeah, the emergency vet only cost us hundreds of dollars.”

“Worth it for the peace of mind,” Tommy said. Winston’s slurps filled the room as Tommy pulled Buck close, wrapping his arms around him. “And we found out that other girl walks dogs and she’s nearby in case we ever need someone.”

“I should have taken him myself and let you sleep,” Buck said. “We didn’t both need to be up all night.”

“I will always stay up with you,” Tommy said, squeezing him. “He’s our dog.”

“You’re perfect, you know that?” Buck said, moving just far enough so he could look at Tommy’s face.

Tommy smiled and rubbed a thumb across Buck’s birthmark. “Come on, let’s get some sleep.”

The two of them changed, managing to brush their teeth before they fell into bed, Buck wiggling closer until Tommy wrapped his arms around him again.

“Love you,” Buck said, kissing him with minty fresh breath. “Thanks for talking me off the ledge.”

Wahoo yes have early days bucktommy! ✨ Kiss prompts ✨

“Hi,” Buck said, equal parts nervous and excited. He’d met Tommy at the restaurant since he had to come straight from the firehouse, and he’d worried on the drive over about being late because he’d spent too much time fiddling with his hair because Tommy had off-handedly mentioned how nice it looked curly.

“Hi,” Tommy replied, eyes crinkling as he smiled at Buck, either not noticing or not caring that Buck had almost been late.

It was their first dinner date since the disastrous first date, and Buck was suddenly unsure what to do with himself. What had he done last time? Or on literally any other date he’d been on?

He took Tommy’s hand, running his thumb across the back of it. Tommy smiled again, and Buck found himself drawn forward towards him like they were magnets, pressing a soft kiss to Tommy’s lips, far more appropriate for a public space than the hospital kiss that they’d shared.

“Hi,” Buck said shyly, as Tommy’s free hand came up to brush up against his cheek.

"I'm sorry" kiss for BuckTommy

Absolutely! ✨ Kiss prompts ✨

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Tommy tried not to laugh as Evan pouted. He peppered kisses across Evan’s cheeks and forehead, his nose and his birthmark.

“You hit me with a frisbee,” Evan was still pouting.

“I thought you said you’d played frolf with Ravi before.”

Evan glared at him. Tommy could see the mark on his cheek reddening. “I did. No one ever aimed at my head.”

“I called fore.”

“You aimed.”

“I didn’t, I promise.”

Evan’s pout was back in full force, and Tommy couldn’t resist trying to kiss it off his face, pulling Evan’s lower lip into his mouth between his teeth.

“Get off the course if you're going to make out!” Ravi hollered. “And you’re conceding the hole Kinard!”

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“What?” Buck pouted. “Why are you laughing?”

“I don’t think that shirt fits you anymore, sweetheart,” Tommy said, trying to suppress his fit of giggles.

Buck sighed, tugging at the hem of it. “It’s my yoga shirt.”

“Evan, you got it what, fifteen years ago?”

Buck’s pout deepened.

“Come here,” Tommy held out his arms for Buck, pulling him into his lap. “It’s always been a very distracting yoga shirt,” he said lowly, toying with the hem before tapping on the words “Got wood?” and the cartoon of a tree doing a tree pose.

“Thus the basis of its appeal,” Buck groused, knowing Tommy would laugh at the movie reference. He did.

“Tell you what,” Tommy said. “I will buy you a new, different, dirty yoga shirt, okay?”

“You think you can do better than this?” Buck pointed as his shirt.

“I’ll find a place to print one if I have to,” Tommy promised.

“What would you put on it?” Buck was intrigued.

“Hmm,” Tommy pretended to think. “Bend me like a pretzel?”

Buck laughed, and Tommy took advantage of his distraction to kiss him, their teeth clacking together because Buck was mid-laugh.

Buck settled in to the kiss, something soft and slow.

“I think it’s twist,” he said against Tommy’s lips.

it's raining cats and dogs where I live so what better thing to do than finally share another snippet of my reflection is an empty canvas. we're officially 3k words in! and it's still not being edited sooo that's fun.

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“W-when? How?”

“In the air, he… he was also tired and we thought it was the sedative too but, he threw up blood and then, his heart stopped and Miller she, she did all she could with the compressions but it was too late.” Tommy’s hands curled up in fists, it was his turn to not look at Evan in the eyes. “I think it was internal bleeding, which we should have seen coming too but, the spine was all we were focusing on besides—” His eyes went back to Evan’s. “—besides the phone call.”

“The phone call.” Evan’s chin wobbled, his voice a mere whisper, “I-I shouldn’t have—”

“Don’t. Evan, what you did was…”

So sweet, Tommy thought. He was surprised to say the least, and he knew he shouldn’t have let Evan make the call but, getting to hear Nate and Andy making up made it all worth it. In a way, he should’ve guessed he was going to do something like that.

It was Evan after all.

Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard 2,128 words | rated E | for the Turn Up the Heat prompt meme

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