#lee!buck

Buck at first felt like he was intruding/imposing everytime Bobby and Athena invited him home for dinner, now, he looked forward to the weekly dinners at the Grant-Nash household. Everyone knew that family had practically adopted Buck, Harry was ecstatic to have a brother, May was more than happy to have an older sibling, Athena had practically fallen in love with the kid who was somehow a spitting image of her husband without sharing DNA, and Bobby had clearly attached himself to him while he was still a probie. This week was just Buck and Bobby, Athena had to work late, May was back at college, and Harry was at a party. After eating together, Buck had instinctively grabbed the dishes to start washing them in the sink.

"Buck, you can just leave those, I'll clean them later, you don't need to do chores." Bobby said quietly, coming up to Buck's left, leaning against the counter. Buck shrugged, unbothered, continuing to scrub the plate in his hands.

"I don't mind, you cooked, I'll clean, seems fair to me. Plus this will be so hard to clean off later, better to get it out of the way now." He responds, setting the now clean dish on the drying rack, picking up the glass dish, Bobby had cooked the lasagna in, that had been soaking in hot water and soap. Bobby reached out, trying to pluck the dish from Buck's hands, setting it back in the sink, lightly swatting the hand holding the sponge.

"Stop, you are a guest in this house, I invited you over for dinner Buck, stop cleaning." Bobby lightheartedly scolded, poking Buck in the side. Buck flinched harshly, dropping the sponge in the soapy wet sink. Buck bit his lip, eyes squeezed shut as Bobby slowly began to smirk.

"You gonna stop cleaning up now Kid?" Bobby teased, poking him a few more times, following him as he backs himself into a corner.

"Ohohohokay alrihihihight! Ihihi’ll leheheheave ihihit!" Buck concedes with his hands up, greatfully accepting the towel to dry them off.

It was no secret that Buck was the little brother of the 118, Hen had kinda filled the big sister role for him when Maddie wasn't around. The pair had spent many Halloweens together, both at work and simply because the kids love having Uncle Buck join them trick or treating. This year Buck had taken the kids out alone, Hen and Karen instead chaperoning Denny at his first Halloween party due to him feeling too old to trick or treat anymore. Buck obviously was done way before the party was, dropping Jee home to the Han's before taking Mara back to the Wilson's, using his spare key to let them in, turning on the nickelodeon Halloween movies for Mara as he checked her candy, making sure nothing was open or tampered with in any way. He let her eat a little bit before sending her upstairs to get changed and brush her teeth. He put away her candy that she had dumped all over the floor, leaving it in her bucket on the dining room table before meeting her in her room. He sat on her floor, staying with her until she fell asleep due to being a little freaked out by some of the decorations they saw. After she'd fallen asleep Buck went back into the living room and passed out on their couch, Freddy vs Jason playing at a low volume on the TV. After Hen and Karen insured that Denny was safely sleeping at his friend's house, the couple made their way home, Karen running right back out to find a 24 hour fast food place for them. Hen snuck in quietly, biting back a coo when she saw Buck sleeping soundly on her couch. After getting herself comfortable, she came back down to the couch, Buck laying flat on his back, one arm behind his head, the other resting on his chest. She watched him for a minute, then trailing her nails up the bottom of his foot that was hanging off the armrest. His face scrunched up as his foot twitched, snatching it back once she started scribbling her fingers.

"Buck, you've gotta get up Buddy." She whispered, slightly tapping his leg, huffing when he groaned, obviously annoyed at being disturbed. Hen watched him for a couple seconds, tapping him a few times, when he didn't wake up she stepped up and suddenly grabbed his sides right above his hips.

"BOO!" She said loud enough to startle him but not enough to wake up Mara upstairs. Buck woke up with a startled gasp, eyes flying open, looking at Hen with wide crystal blue eyes before confused giggles flowed from him.

"Whahahat?! Whyhyhyhy!?" He whined, pushing her hands with his elbows, back arching as he covered his mouth to not be so loud.

"You wouldn't wake up." She shrugged letting go of him, pushing his legs down so she could sit.

"Did you have to scare me though? I thought someone broke in."

"And tickled you?"

Tommy has always been very observant, and one thing he picked up on quickly was that Buck always covered his mouth if he was really laughing. A giggle, chuckle, or amused huff was fine, but an actual laugh was covered up.

"Baby, why do you always do that?" Tommy asks softly, gently tugging his wrist away from his mouth.

"Do what?" Buck replied, playing dumb. Tommy had made a sarcastic joke in response to the show they were watching, and Buck immediately covered his mouth.

"You always cover your mouth when you're laughing, Evan. Why?" Tommy had only ever heard his unrestricted laugh a handful of times, but it was his favorite thing in the world. Buck huffed softly, slightly turning away from him.

"My laugh is horrendous, I sound like a dying donkey." Tommy's jaw dropped momentarily before he shuffled closer to wrap his boyfriend in a tight backwards hug.

"No, it is not! Your laugh is one of my favorite sounds! You sound happy and carefree and I love that." Tommy could feel Buck's blush from where their heads were pressed together. Buck's hands rested on top of Tommy's, playing with his fingers, listening intently.

"As sweet as that is Honey, it's not true. I hate my laugh, it's so ugly- HEHEY!" Tommy cut off his self-deprecating rant with a few pokes to his sides.

"Stop talking about yourself like that! My boyfriend has the most beautiful laugh in the world and should stop hiding it! See? It even brings the sun out!" Tommy joked, the clouds having moved right as Buck had laughed out loud. He quickly, instinctively, covered his mouth again as Tommy pulled him back into his chest.

"Stop it, I wanna hear you say it~! Say your laugh is beautiful~!" Buck could hear the slight tease in his voice but he was too focused on Tommy's long, strong fingers pressing into his ribs like piano keys. His hands came down to tug at the offending fingers, hearing Tommy's hum of approval in his ear.

"STOHOHOOHOP IHIHIHIHIT!" Buck whined, throwing his head back onto Tommy's shoulder dramatically, thudding his feet on the couch's armrest.

"Say it~" He purred in his boyfriend’s ear, softly chuckling along with him. Buck shook his head dramatically, making a big show of squirming in his hold.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE!" Tommy rolled his eyes fondly, walking his fingers down as he pressed barely there kisses behind his ear.

"Say it, or I'm going you know where~" Buck's eyes widened suddenly, he did, in fact, know exactly where. That junction of thigh and hip. This time Buck actually grabbed to stop him.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHOHOHOHOKAY!.....My lahaugh ihis...beheautihiful." Tommy gently held his hands and kissed all over his laugh flushed face, pulling a few more giggles out of the blonde.

"Thank you Baby, and don't you ever forget it! Or cover your mouth, I won't hesitate to remind you." Buck's eyes shined with adoration as he melted back into him. Tommy was slowly undoing every insecurity his exes and parents had put on him.

Tommy was an early riser, force of habit from his time in the army. Buck however preferred to sleep in when he could and got easily annoyed by his alarms. Tommy learned that fact about him relatively quickly and opted to waking him up himself, he always seemed to wake up in a better mood that way. Tommy's alarms were set to vibrate, the sound of his phone vibrating on the bedside table was enough to wake him up but not disturb Buck just yet. It was yet another day were Tommy had stayed over at Buck's since he had no shift, he had set an alarm for 30 minutes before Buck actually had to be up to give him time to 'work his magic' as Eddie called it. His phone vibrated, he was quick to turn it off, laying on his back, rubbing his eyes as he adjusted to being awake. Once he was settled, he turned to press his chest to Buck's back, softly rubbing his arm and pressing little kisses to his shoulder. Buck hummed, sounding a little annoyed at being awoken, but still pleased at the affection from his boyfriend.

"Good morning My Love, you've gotta get up." Tommy kept his voice low, not wanting to ruin the soft atmosphere of the bedroom. Buck let out a groan of defiance, turning to be chest to chest with Tommy, with his face in his neck.

"You've got a shift Baby." Tommy reminds him, one hand playing with his messy curls, the other tracing his spine.

"Can't you just call me in sick? I'd rather sleep in than deal with Gerard again today, he's being so weird." Buck whined, his voice still deep and gravely from being unused. Tommy huffed in sympathy, giving his boyfriend a tight squeeze.

"You've gotta go Babe, you can't leave the rest of them to fend for themselves. I'll even drive you there and we can stop and get coffee." He felt Buck huff against his neck before tightening his hold on his waist.

"Ten more minutes..." Tommy could hear Buck drifting back to sleep in the slow slur of his sentence.

"No, now Evan, up come on!" Tommy chirped, pressing his fingers into the youngers ribs, producing a yelp.

"Tohohohmmy! Thahahat's nohohohot fahahahair!"

"You need to get up, you didn't listen to my words so I found an alternative~" Tommy's hands crawled around curiously, finding what spots make him jump, kick, yelp, whine, ext. When he pressed his thumb into his hip it was like he hot wired a car.

"AAAHHH ALRIHIHIHIGHT! I'M UHUHUP I'M UHUHUHUP I PROHOHOHOMISE!"

"Good," Tommy preaned, pressing a quick kiss to his panting boyfriend’s lips, "get in the shower, I'll place a pick up order for that coffee place that you like with one of those pizza pastries." Buck couldn't even be mad if he tried.

Buck always slept more when he wasn't feeling the best, not wanting to face the world. It worried Eddie, Maddie, and Bobby heavily whenever he did that. After dropping Chris off at school, he came to Buck's place only to find him still asleep. Normally Buck would be awake by now, doing anything that needed to be done around his apartment, keeping himself busy. Eddie locked the door behind him, setting his spare key on the kitchen counter as he begins to look for Buck, knowing he's home, his jeep is out front. He made his way up the stairs, finding Buck entirely under his duvet, still in bed, clearly still asleep, evident by the slow, even, deep breaths.

"Buck?" Eddie called out softly, not wanting to scare the younger. He tiptoed over to his bed, taking a seat where he wasn't laying, feeling the warmth of Buck's body heat warming the entire bed. He gently pulled the blanket down revealing his flushed, relaxed, sleeping face. His eyes fluttered a bit, feeling the change in temperature and the light from outside of his blanket fortress.

"Its time to get up Bud, we've gotta start the day." Eddie kept his voice soft, keeping the warm, gentle atmosphere, not daring to disrupt it. He gently rubbed his shoulder, eliciting a long whiny hum.

"You've gotta get up Buck." Buck's face scrunched up in annoyance, not wanting to get out of bed.

"Five more minutes..." He mumbled, turning on his stomach, crossing his arms under his pillow.

"No, now Buck. Up, come on!" Eddie, now having verbal confirmation that Buck was at least somewhat awake, spoke a little louder. He reached across his body, slotting his hand easily in his open underarm. Buck squealed into the pillow, his arm slamming down on instinct. He twisted and jerked, keeping his face smooshed in his pillow in embarrassment.

"Up and at 'em Buckaroo!"

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY! I'M UHUHUP!" Buck cried up, gasping for breath when Eddie pulled away.

"We're going out and getting food, get up, take a shower, get dressed, and let's go"

At some point, Bobby had come up behind them, hearing Buck’s harsh tone and sensing the stress coming from his surrogate-son from twenty feet away. He puts an inconspicuous arm around Buck’s shoulder, and both Buck and Ravi look his way.

“What’s going on here?”

Buck stops talking, stammering, “n-nothing, Cap.”

Bobby’s fingers slowly start to move back and forth across Buck’s neck, the blonde quickly turning red in his efforts to suppress his giggles. “It better be nothing, I better not hear from Ravi that you’ve been taking out your bad mood on him.”

“O-of course n-not,” Buck says, scrunching his nose when Bobby’s hand grazes his collarbones. 

Ravi looks on at the two, amused by the sight. “He wasn’t bothering you, was he, kid?” Bobby asks, holding Buck tighter so he can’t squirm away. 

“No, no, sir,” Ravi says with a smile. Buck breaks into light giggles when Bobby’s hands massage into his neck, ducking his head to hide his blush. 

“The kid’s had a case of the grumpies all day,” Bobby explains, as if Buck isn’t giggling next to him, “but that’s nothing I can’t fix. Go get changed, Ravi, we’ve had a long day.”

Ravi nods, giggling when Buck lets out a snort and whines a small ‘Bobby stop!’. He says goodbye to the team before heading downstairs to the locker room.

Buck tries to bolt once Ravi is gone, but quickly feels strong arms around his waist. He quickly realizes that they aren’t Bobby’s when he’s thrown over someone’s shoulder, smelling Eddie’s familiar cologne. 

“Got him, Cap,” Eddie says, tossing Buck onto the couch and Bobby is quickly above him, poking all over his ribs as he lets out a surprised shriek. 

“Bohohobby nahahaha! Plehehease!” Buck yells, trying to use his strength to flip the two of them over.

“Sorry, kid. As your captain it is in fact my obligation to cure a case of the grumpies,” Bobby says, smiling down at Buck, “and we’ve talked about scaring the probie, I’m sure he’ll never say the word again after today’s shift.”

“ihihihit- ihihihit’s thehehehe princihihihiple!” Buck laughs, snorting when Bobby knuckles between his ribs. 

“Principle my ass, Buck,” Eddie says from his position at the kitchen’s island, “you just wanted someone to rag on.”

“I’d have to agree with Eddie, Buck,” Bobby says before leaning down to give Buck a giant raspberry to the tummy, Buck screams and arches his back, shaking his head back and forth frantically. “So, we’re gonna cure these grumpies, you’re going to go home with Eddie and sleep, and you’re going to apologize to Ravi on your next shift, capiche?”

“YEHEHES! YEHES YEHES!” Buck screeches, body having gone limp since Bobby decided to get his hips midway through the raspberry. 

“Alright, I believe you, kid,” Bobby says, going up to count Buck’s ribs. 

“WHAHAHAT?” Buck asks, throwing his head back. 

“Hey, you made me lose count!” Bobby feigns annoyance before starting back at the bottom. 

“Bohohohobby! Whyhyhy?” Buck cries out, uselessly batting at Bobby’s hands. 

“Why? Why what?”

“Stahahp! Whyhy are yohohou stihihill gohohohoing?” 

“Well, kid,” Bobby grins mischievously, “I don’t think the grumpies are gone just yet.”

Bobby’s hands quickly dart back down to Buck’s hips, and he starts to raspberry all along Buck’s collarbones, shaking his head to increase the sensation. 

Buck’s laughter goes silent, completely limp as he is made to take the ticklish torture. After a minute or two, when Buck’s smile is splitting his face in half and his blush has run down his neck, Bobby finally thinks that the grumpies are gone for good, and proudly stands up with the confidence of having cured the blonde.

Buck curls up on the couch, giggling madly for a few minutes. Eddie walks over, rubbing his hand through his hair and smiling down at the blonde, “well, now someone’s got a case of the giggles.” 

Buck goes red up to his ears but can’t argue with Eddie’s prognosis, still desperately giggling though the tickling stopped nearly five minutes ago. “Ihihi- Ihihi cahahan’t!”

“Alright, Buckley,” Eddie laughs, “you gotta calm down a little. How am I supposed to get Mr. Giggle Pants to the car?”

“Ihihi-” Buck hiccups, bringing his hands up to cover his face, “Ihihihi’m tryhihihing!”

Eddie can’t help the sickeningly fond look on his face, but tries not to think about it so he doesn’t end up with his own blush. “Cap, I think you broke your kid.”

Bobby laughs, walking back over to them, having gone to the kitchen to put the lasagna in the oven that he had prepared in advance for the new shift. He places a warm hand on Buck’s back, rubbing comfortingly and firmly up and down it. “C’mon kid, it’s time to go.”

Buck giggles for a few more minutes until he’s basically putty, body limp and leaning on Eddie.

“Well,” Eddie laughs, “I guess this hasn’t made it much easier to get him to the car, has it?”

“Oh, not a chance,” Bobby laughs in response. 

Eddie gets up, picking Buck up bridal-style and going towards the stairs. He hears Bobby clear his throat and turns around, looking towards him.

“Take care of him, Eddie. Let me know if he wakes up with another case of the grumpies”