#under 10k

The walls were cold. They were blank and hollow, mocking. No picture frames. No posters. Not even an added shelf. They were white, bright, and devoid of life. They were exactly what he needed. No proof of life. No proof of things he didn’t deserve, of love he didn’t deserve. Here he was Evan Buckley, a man with nothing and who was tired of trying to force himself into a life he didn’t fit in. or Buck moves out and struggles.

Eddie Diaz discovers the perfect scientific explanation for why the internet thinks he’s 98% compatible with his best friend: dad-friend bias. Definitely not feelings. (Probably.) OR Eddie and Buck take internet quizzes on the couch after work.

Or, Buck has to go home to take care of his injured mother. While there, he confronts his complicated feelings about his parents, his place in his birth family, and the importance of found family.

Eddie kisses Buck, freaks out and ignores him for almost a week, Buck spirals. 

“Come on, bud,” Buck continues, backing into a corner and shielding himself from the onslaught. “I thought we were a team.” “You’re my dad now,” Christopher says simply. “You can’t be on my team. You’re on dad’s team.” And the look on Buck’s face, it’s so — there’s a — he’s speechless and turning to look at Eddie like he’s just been handed the world in a neat, little chocolate tin and Eddie’s…

“As I’ve said five times now, you are my best friend. In the entire universe, for the rest of time. If you could get best friend married, I’d best friend marry you, okay? Can you please chill out?” Buck blinks. “You’d best friend marry me?” Eddie groans. “Are you only hearing every second word I say?” “We should - - we should do that. That’s - - Eddie, we should do that.” Or, Buck is jealous. He platonically proposes about it.