#weewoos

thinking a lot about how Eddie can’t bear the vulnerability of outright asking Buck to stay and Buck can’t bear the humiliation of waiting to be asked outright to leave

Eddie beating himself up that as happy as he is he’s still struggling getting his head straight on the whole dating a man thing and his old hang ups are still hanging around and he can’t quite say ‘boyfriend’ out loud. meanwhile there’s a golden burning sun in Buck’s stomach every time Eddie makes a new friend at the bar and introduces him as “my b—my Buck”

Buck dusting the framed photo of Shannon on the mantle with special streak-free glass cleaner while telling her all about what their boys are up to

Eddie kittened up to the idea that he and Chris will come back to LA and they’ll be living with Buck, and Eddie and Buck will be, like, you know. and they won’t need to talk about it or think about it or acknowledge it but it’ll work out and it’ll be them and it’ll be good. except Buck hightails it out of their house immediately spewing some nonsense about space, which—it’s not like Eddie and Chris needed that from him. and Eddie’s bewildered and whiplashed and has to numbly conclude that Buck doesn’t want them. him. which is fine because it’s not like Eddie wants him. it’s not like Eddie’s gay. he just thought—nothing. and now Buck’s acting like they’re the same best friends they’ve always been and everything’s normal between them and Eddie doesn’t get why it really doesn’t feel like anything’s going how it’s supposed to at all