Neither Tommy or Buck make a big deal about their birthdays. Buck mentions off handed about a breakfast with Maddie or something. Doesn’t even mention anything about his birthday until after the fact.
“Evan, it’s your birthday?” Tommy asks.
“Yeah, but it’s not like it’s a big deal or anything. It was nice to have something with Maddie again though,” Buck says, not really thinking about it.
“You didn’t think I might want to know?” Tommy asks, raising his brows. Buck shrugs, starting to fiddle with something in his hands.
“It’s uh, it’s not like you told me yours either,” Buck responds.
“It’s October 31,” he says, and suddenly Tommy’s the one finding an interesting spot on the wall.
“What? That’s so cool! Every Halloween you get your birthday too!” Evan says, lighting up. Tommy shrugs.
“It’s alright. Never really made a big deal about it as a kid. Grew out of trick or treating pretty quickly,” he said.
“Oh,” Buck deflates a little. But suddenly, he understands a little better why Tommy likes to go all out to decorate for Halloween and be part of any neighborhood Halloween plans.
That night, Tommy surprises Buck with a slice of cake from the grocery store.
“Sorry it’s nothing fancier,” Tommy says, “I’m not much of a baker, but I know some good cake shops.just didn’t have time to get anything.” Buck smiles, because of course Tommy knows where the good cakes are made.
“This is perfect,” Buck says, and pulls his boyfriend in for a kiss.
They might get distracted and forget about the cake for a moment. Cake in bed after sex might be Buck’s favorite way to eat cake now.
When Tommy’s birthday rolls around, Buck tries to go all out and make him a themed cake. He maybe ran out of time and then had a baking disaster. He sheepishly presents Tommy with a slice of grocery store cake as well, along with the caketastrophe story. Tommy is just as happy as Buck was with his grocery store cake. Tommy kisses a smudge of orange icing from Buck’s lips.
“This is perfect,” he murmurs quietly.
Buck goes out the next day and gets a cupcake from one of Tommy’s favorite cake shops. And Tommy is not one to ever turn down cake.
It becomes a tradition after that. They do a good cake from one of the stores Tommy knows, or Buck bakes the cake himself. But they always end the birthday with a slice of grocery store cake that they share.
Some years it’s in bed. When their first kid is a new born, they’re sitting in bed practically falling asleep over the slice of grocery store cake.
They’re three kids deep, when one of their foster kids finds them leaning over the kitchen island being “cringe” while they share their slice of cake after the kids are all supposed to be in bed.
Another foster kid they have at some point is a teen and “too cool” for birthday celebrations. So Tommy and Buck let them in on their little tradition. After that, they always get a slice of grocery store cake with their foster kid, even after they age out of the system and are on their own.
Years and years down the road, when all their kids are grown, and they’re no longer fostering, they still have their tradition of a slice of grocery store cake together to end the day.
Their kids will come around and do something, or take them out to eat. One of their grandkids goes to culinary school and likes to make them cakes. Sometimes one of their kids will bring a cake from their favorite store.
It doesn’t matter what they do to celebrate, though. Buck and Tommy always end a birthday sharing a slice of grocery store cake. It’s one of their favorite traditions they create together.
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Buck has stickers on his hospital tags, most of them are deer, and he gives out deer stickers to patients.
He also got Brendon to put a shark on his tag one time, when they had a patient that needed an ortho consult. Every now and then, he pretends not to notice when Buck will continue to sneak a shark sticker onto the back of his tags.
I completely forgot that even happened. Can you imagine what the whole 'Buck's Year in Review' is gonna look like now??
"So, I almost went to space...but not really. I actually hate flying."
"Oh! And I got a new place! Sorry I haven't invited you over for a tour, but I had to get rid of the guy living in my attic. He actually turned out to be pretty nice, even if he wasn't Bobby."
"Speaking of Bobby, he signed me up for the firefighter games in Nashville!! That was fun, but the drive back...not so much. Let's just say that I'm almost even with Maddie in the kidnapping department."
Buck is more nervous when Brendon meets Bobby and Athena, than he was when Brendon met his parents. (Which that went horribly because Buck found out about the whole Daniel thing from an Oncologist at PTMC and the first time Brendon met the Buckleys was while they were dealing with that).
It’s the first time Brendon flies out with him to LA. They stay at a hotel, which is weird for Buck in the first city that he called home. But it works out, and ends up being nicer than the couch surfing he’s done in the past when visiting.
Brendon is calm about most of it. He’s nervous in that he knows Bobby and Athena mean the world to Evan. But any one has to be better than the Buckleys. He also didn’t get the Shark nickname for nothing. He’s confident in who he is and knows himself.
Which, it’s good that Brendon is calm. Because Buck is freaking the fuck out. Bobby has never really approved of any one that Buck dated in the past. Everyone in Pittsburgh had already kind of known both he and Brendon before they started dating. They’d also quietly gotten together during Covid. So it had kind of just been a thing that got mentioned and everyone moved on from.
But this was different. Brendon was meeting his family. And they were on vacation, so Park the Shark was not the forefront. Sure, Buck knew that who Brendon was when he worked was the same person as his boyfriend. But it was different. He had a professional front he put on. It lurked beneath the surface, that sometimes came out when the occasion called for it. But Brendon was much looser outside of the hospital. All his sharp edges softened, to include his hair that wasn’t gelled back from his face. His smiles were more free, though his dry humor and sarcastic quips weren’t far beneath the surface.
All of it, Buck was very much in love with and he couldn’t wait to introduce his boyfriend and first serious relationship since Abby. But he was also scared because he wanted his family to approve.
- -
Meeting Bobby goes well. Of course it does.
“Hey Buck, it’s good to see you,” Bobby said with an easy smile, and immediately pulled him into a hug. Buck sunk into the hug and squeezed tightly.
It’d taken a long time, therapy, and several video calls for them to work through everything. But their relationship was better for it. To Buck’s surprise, they seemed to have more of a father/son relationship than when Buck worked at the 118.
“Hey Pops,” Buck said with a grin. Then he stepped back and hesitated slightly, but Brendon was already reaching a hand out.
“Th-this is my boyfriend, Brendon,” Buck said, nervously.
“Brendon Park,” the man said, while firmly shaking Bobby’s hand.
“It’s nice to finally meet you without a screen between us,” Bobby said, “but, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get back to dinner.”
Buck easily followed Bobby into the familiar house, grasping Brendon’s hand and tugging him down the stairs after them.
Athena stood up from the chair she was sitting in, and Buck let go of his boyfriend’s hand to greet Athena.
“Hey ‘Thena,” Buck said, leaning down to kiss her cheek.
“Hey Baby, you look good. Pittsburgh still treating you alright?” She asked, critically giving him an up and down, before she moved beyond him to start studying Brendon.
“Yeah, still not a fan of the cold. I forgot how cold it is there,” he shuddered, “but it’s good and the transfer to pediatrics has been a nice change of pace.”
“It’s nice to see him actually sit down, take breaks, and eat a meal,” Brendon spoke up, stepping up beside him, one hand resting on Buck’s hip. “This is for you.” He said, using his other hand to give Athena a bottle of wine.
“You did your homework,” she said. Her gaze was assessing as she took in everything about the man, from the way he held himself to the way he orbited around Buck.
“My Ma taught me well. She’d have sent some of her canned tomatoes if she were feeling better,” he said.
“That’s what you bring if you’re trying to impress Bobby,” Athena said with a knowing look. Buck blushed when her eyes cut to him. “Buck, will you go get some glasses for us?” She asked.
Buck gave his boyfriend an apologetic look as he abandoned them, but Brendon only smirked. He did like a good challenge. Just not a puzzle.
Bobby grinned when Buck entered the kitchen.
“Athena giving him an interrogation?” He asked.
“Seems like it… maybe I should go back,” he said, already looking back over his shoulder.
“Why don’t you pour the wine, let it breathe, and then go rescue your boyfriend,” Bobby said, already directing Buck into the kitchen and handing him a cutting board and knife. Bobby took the wine from him and set it up.
“Is this a new cutting board?” Buck asked, looking at it closely.
“May said they were supposed to be anti-scratch. I think she’s been watching too many TikToks,” Bobby said, joining him back at the stove.
“Most plastic boards are made from polypropylene,” Buck said, and then began to talk about the properties of polypropylene and why it was one of the options recommended for cutting boards.
Bobby smiled fondly while Buck talked. When he noticed he blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
“Sorry, got carried away,” he said, moving back to the wine.
“It’s good to see you with energy again,” Bobby said. Reaching out to squeeze Buck’s shoulder. Buck smiled sadly. Covid had been hard. It had been especially hard on the first responders and medical field.
“It’s nice to have the energy to have interests again,” Buck murmured, before grabbing the wine glasses and disappearing back into the living room.
Athena and Brendon were talking about cars, of all things. Buck knew Brendon loved working on cars, it was how they became friends, after all. But to hear Athena talking about them threw Buck for a loop.
“I know a thing or two about cars,” Athena said raising her brows at Buck, “more than you, I’d guess.” She’s said to Buck pointedly. Brendon groaned.
“Don’t get me started on his Jeep,” he sighed, accepting the glass of wine from Buck.
“Hey, she’s still running just fine,” Buck said, handing the other glass off to Athena.
“That’s because you live with your mechanic,” Athena said, “I’ve seen you working on that Jeep. She’s still moving because of that man over there.” She’s nodded at Brendon, who was smirking into his glass of wine. The traitor.
“Hey Buck! Did you still want to learn how to make soufflés?” Bobby called from the kitchen, Buck eagerly took a step to the kitchen, before remembering Brendon. His boyfriend only smiley and reached a hand out to squeeze Buck’s.
“Go, I’m good here,” he said.
“You sure? I don’t mind,” Buck said.
“Go Baby, you’ve been looking up recipes for weeks,” Brendon said. Buck doesn’t need to be told twice.
“Here, butter the ramekins. Well. Don’t miss a spot,” Bobby said, pointing him to where he’d set up the ingredients, “they can sit while we finish up the rest of dinner. We’ll put them in the oven later. Do you and Brendon have anywhere to be later?”
“No, I think we can stay for awhile,” Buck said with a grin, feeling at ease knowing that Brendon was getting along with Athena, and he’d get to know Bobby more over dinner.
“Great, we’ll put them in the oven when we’re ready,” Bobby said. “We need to keep an eye on them to time when we take them out, but we don’t want to baby sit them or open the oven too soon.”
The rest of dinner went well. When they were all sitting around with coffee, eating the successful soufflés, Buck smiled. Brendon’s hand was on his thigh as he and Bobby talked about figure skating. Buck had been surprised to find how into figure skating Brendon was. The man enjoyed watching most sports. He also appreciated sports like figure skating and gymnastics that required effort, dedication, determination, and strength. Clearly Bobby enjoyed having someone to talk to about it as well.
Athena smiled at Buck over her coffee cup and he asked her about May and Harry. He was planning to take them out for dinner while they were in town, but he liked getting the down low from Athena first.
They stayed later than they meant to but Buck left feeling content. This meeting of the parents had been everything he had hoped for. The whole Daniel thing aside, meeting the Buckleys was never going to go well. But it had been a shit show.
This had not been. Bobby and Athena had been welcoming. Buck was sure Athena had given Brendon a thorough investigation, but when he passed, they had been nothing but warm.
They said good byes with hugs and Bobby made sure they promised to send some of Brendon’s mom’s tomatoes when she was feeling up to it.
- -
Meeting the rest of the 118 goes alright. Maddie and Chimney have them over for dinner. Things are a little awkward from the previous times they’ve met, when they both made separate stops in Pittsburgh, when Maddie had gone to Boston for her PPD. But Buck enjoys the time with his family, and loves getting to see Jee. Brendon is more Park the Shark, but he softens seeing Jee.
Chris meets Brendon before Eddie, having a day with Buck while the 118 is working. Chris thinks it’s hilarious that his nickname is Park the Shark. He makes Buck and Brendon take him to the aquarium and insists that Brendon needs a Shark keychain from the gift shop.
Bobby hosts a family dinner at his house. Buck is not at all surprised the Brendon mostly just hangs out with Bobby and talks about grilling. Especially not after Maddie and Chimney make their announcement that baby number two is on the way. He appreciates the way Brendon immediately makes his way to Buck, and holds him from behind while Buck watches the celebration. He’s happy for his sister and the life she’s created, but he’s already assessing the risks of her going through PPD again. But, he boxes Nurse Buck away and goes to congratulate his sister.
By the end of the night, Buck is satisfied that his family and boyfriend have finally met in person.
The day before the leave, Buck shows up at the 118 to cook dinner for everyone. Bobby offers to help, but Brendon is willingly there as Buck’s souchef. Brendon talks more with Eddie and Hen. Eddie asks about his workout routine and they bond over Muay Thai. Hen asks about med school, which has Buck side eyeing her wondering about those questions. But with a job to do, and actual topics to discuss, not just people trying to make small talk, or sharing inside jokes, Brendon relaxes. The second dinner with everyone goes much better.
- -
They leave LA and Buck is surprised by how relaxed he feels. He knows the 118 don’t completely understand why he won’t just come back to LA. But they’re still his family, and it means a lot to him that they’ve finally met his boyfriend in person. It also feels like closure, in a way. He doesn’t feel a longing to be back in LA.
He also doesn’t feel like a ghost in his old life when he visits. Instead, he’s looking forward to getting back to his life in Pittsburgh with Brendon. He’s looking forward to seeing his patients, getting back to their trivia karaoke, double dates with Lev and Aster, pretending to make Donato work for a baked good from Buck, trading with Emily on who has to take the toddler patients and bartering with Trixie for the older ones. He’s looking forward to poking his head into the ED, for Dana and Robby to banish him back to PEDS, but only after he’s gotten all the news from Perlah and Princess, made plans with Matteo or Donnie, and checked on how Emma is doing.
He’s looking forward to all of it. But most of all, he’s just looking forward to the life he and Brendon have created together. Buck smiles happily as he and Brendon lean their heads together, watching the lights of LA fade below them, as they fly home to Pittsburgh.
Tommy, ever the good neighbor, is spending his Sunday afternoon changing the oil and brake pads in Mrs. Anders' 2005 Cadillac DeVille when the jack gives out, pinning his arm under the rim.
He tries to convince her, panicked and scared as she is, that he's fine. Really. He just needs a few minutes to work out how he's going to free himself, and he definitely doesn't need her to call 9-1-1. But maybe, while he's busy thinking, she could help him work off his belt and fasten it around his shoulder? You know. Just in case.
He's not sure how much time has passed before he hears a chorus of heavy booted footsteps, and the sounds of Mrs Anders talking to several familiar voices. Great.
"Ya know, Tommy, if you wanted to say hi, you could've just called me. You didn't need to drop a whole car on your arm."
"Well, stealing a helicopter to save your life didn't seem to do the trick, so I thought I'd try this instead."
"Ouch. That hurt."
"More than this?"
And the whole time Chimney and Tommy are bantering back and forth, Chim is also making circles around the scene, mentally drawing up a game plan.
And Buck...Buck just stands back, waiting for instructions as his jaw tenses with worry and guilt gnaws at his insides.
As soon as he's told what to do, he takes the spot by Tommy's head, speaking to him in low and soothing tones, but he doesn't apologize. Not yet. Right now, he needs to focus on the job and getting Tommy out of there safe.
Anything he has to say can...and will...come later.
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Tommy hasn't reconnected with Buck because he went to Minnesota and found a new job at the Minnesota Wildfire Air Operations under MNICS and every time he gets a Saturday off he goes and visits Bobby and Bobby's family and cleans away the weeds etc.
Buck finds out when he finally goes to visit Bobby. There is some yelling and a lot of kissing and then they get married a week after that, 2 days of which is spent getting their marriage license and then flying in to New York because they don't wanna do it in L.A. where everyone else will definitely shout about it. Buck tells Athena alone. Tommy tells Sal.
And there is a lot of yelling afterwards when Buck puts in his notice to the LAFD but there isn't much Chim can do about it, Buck has a really good record and Minnesota is thrilled to have him in one of their firehouses. Tommy is still not mentioned until he comes to help Buck pack up and U-Haul his stuff away. Cue even more yelling, but too bad, so sad, Buck is a married man and he has married man responsibilities
Buck recognized the stillness that came over the ED. It was the kind of stillness that announced the presence of his boyfriend. He looked up in curiosity because, as far as he knew, there hadn’t been a consult for Ortho.
Park didn’t blink, didn’t slow down, or spare any one a glance. His gaze steadily searched the ER, before landing on Buck. As soon as their eyes met, he walked directly to his target.
“Answer your phone,” Brendon said, plunking a charger into Buck’s hand.
“Maybe I just haven’t had a chance to get to it,” Buck said with a smirk.
“You forgot to charge it last night and it was already down to 30% when you got here this morning,” Brendon said with an eye roll, “I’m going to glue a charger to your hand next time.”
“Might make doing my job kind of difficult,” Buck said with a full on grin now.
“Better figure out how to charge your phone then,” was all Brendon said. But he sent a wink to Buck before walking back through the ED doors to the stairs that would lead him back to ortho
Buck grinned and tucked the charger into his pocket. He’d try and charge his phone when he had a moment.
“Alright everybody,” Dana said, “shows over, you all have patients to see.” Everybody quickly started looking busy, Buck didn’t miss those making there way over to Ahmed and Olsen. He grinned, he’d make his way over to claim his bet that Park was dating someone in the ED, later.
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"It hurts me seeing you this way," Buck said, trying not to laugh as Tommy clung to the side of the ice skating rink.
"Some of us are actually LA natives," Tommy hissed back, but he cautiously let go of the side.
"Jee's an LA native," Buck pointed out, and Jee, clad in her Elsa costume, smiled sunnily up at Tommy from where she was holding Buck's hand.
"I'll hold your hand," Jee offered, waving her free hand at Tommy. Buck watched fondly as Tommy's hand engulfed hers.
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post 9x12 Buck who has learnt to knit from the grandmas and gets super into it. he starts knitting gifts for everyone baking-style. when he gets back together with Tommy, he knits him a sweater but then later finds out about the superstition that you should never knit a sweater for your partner before marriage because the relationship will end. safe to say buck freaks out and it takes tommy a while to calm him down and assure him he won't wear the sweater until after they're married (the marriage talk gets them both very giddy and in love)
Thinking about Tommy Kinard kills me because he's such a good fucking character. There's literally so much to work with there, and it annoys the hell out of me that we've only gotten to see him in such a small capacity. There is so much heart, and pain, and love behind his eyes.
He is so complicated. Outwardly he's this calm, cool, collected guy but inwardly he's fucking terrified. His issues have issues. He's desperate to prove (mostly to himself, I think) that he's a better person than he used to be. Better than Gerrard. Better than his dad.
He admits his shortcomings and has worked very hard to break down a lot of the walls he built, but there are still so many more walls to break down.
He's not one to yell, or really get angry. There's a quiet acceptance to all the shitty stuff he goes through, whether it's happening to him, or happening because of him.
He's extremely loyal, even to people who aren't loyal to him. It doesn't matter that he and Chimney hadn't spoken in years, he was like, "Yeah, I'll steal a helicopter for you! Bring your friends! No problem!" Then, in his mind (even though we know it isn't true), Buck practically told him, "I just wanted to get laid, and there you were," and he stole ANOTHER helicopter for him (and Chimney).
He has all these hobbies. Muay Thai, karaoke trivia, playing/watching basketball, flying out to Vegas for a match, etc etc but there's this loneliness to him that sinks deep into your bones. You can see it on his face. He has people in his life, but I don't think he has many friends.
He clearly so desperately wants to be loved, but he also doesn't think he deserves it, and I need to see him realize that he does. I need to see him realize that he is worthy of forgiveness and acceptance and love.
It's just so sad when a main character is trapped in a recurring/love interest role...
I put this in the comments on this post but I’ve decided to reblog it as well and I may of gone off on a tangent. 😅
Tommy and Buck at their cores are very similar both Buck and Tommy are deeply lonely men who crave connection but are haunted by their own self-doubt. Buck is loudly lonely whereas Tommy is quietly lonely. Buck fears losing love once he has it, Tommy fears never being good enough to deserve it.
That parallel makes them fascinating mirrors — two men with huge hearts, both a little broken, both desperate to be seen and loved without condition.
IF they did get back together and navigate that carefully, they’d make an incredibly grounded and emotionally fulfilling couple.
Buck would bring light and warmth — that constant reminder that love can be loud, messy, and joyful.
Tommy would bring stability, gentleness, and reassurance — that love can be safe, steady, and lasting.
In essence:
Buck teaches Tommy that he’s enough to be loved.
Tommy teaches Buck that love doesn’t have to hurt to be real.
Here is where the tangent starts 😅
We also need to talk about the fact that Tommy doesn't actually call Evan Buck like everyone else. “Buck” is a shield — a bright, charming, endlessly giving armor that Evan Buckley built to protect himself from the deep loneliness that’s been with him most of his life. Being “Buck” gets him connection — or at least, the illusion of it. It’s both his way of avoiding rejection and chasing belonging. The tragedy is that “Buck” brings people close — but it also keeps them from truly seeing Evan.
Parents: Evan’s parents calling him “Evan” is factual — it’s his given name. But for him, their use of it likely carries judgment, expectation, or complicated emotions from childhood. He may associate it with feeling “not enough,” criticism, or being invisible in the ways he longed to be seen. So even though it’s his real name, it doesn’t necessarily feel safe or affirming.
Sister: She calls him “Buck,” which aligns with the persona Evan created to be lovable and accepted. She knows the “Buck” he shows the world, and that’s the version she interacts with.
So even within his closest relationships, his name is tangled with identity, expectation, and performance.
In essence:
“Buck” = the shield he built to survive loneliness.
“Evan” = the person inside that still longs to be loved without conditions
When Tommy calls him “Evan,” it’s different because it carries:
Safety: No judgment, no pressure to perform, no past baggage.
Recognition: He sees the person underneath “Buck” — the vulnerable, sensitive, quiet side Evan often hides.
Affection: He associates the name with care, warmth, and acceptance — something he may not have fully experienced with his parents or others in his life.
Why this is significant?
For the first time, Evan can connect his real name with something good, nurturing, and affirming, rather than with:
Pressure to perform (“Buck” persona)
Childhood expectations or disappointments (his parents)
It subtly rewires how he sees himself:
“Maybe I am enough. Maybe I can be loved as Evan, not just as Buck.”
This is emotionally huge — it’s why intimate gestures like this in storytelling carry so much weight. A name is identity, and for Evan, having someone love Evan is almost revolutionary.
In essence:
Tommy may very well be the first person to make Evan’s real name synonymous with love, acceptance, and safety.
It’s a quiet but profound way of showing that he’s seen, valued, and worthy without needing to perform.
Little fix it fic inspired by @sherlocking-out-loud about Tommy, after a meteor crashes into his house, temporarily moves in with Buck.
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As Tommy parked the truck and lugged the first of his bags out, he wasn’t unaware of the irony of the situation.
8 months ago Evan had asked him to move in and he’d practically ran away screaming in terror. Not at the thought of living with Evan—he’d love being able to wake up next to that man every day—but more that moving in meant the relationship was real, and if was real then he would inevitably get hurt when Evan inevitably decided Tommy wasn’t enough for him.
It was, without question, the dumbest thing he’d ever done. He’d lived every day since then regretting running out of the loft and not talking to his boyfriend and explaining that he just wasn’t ready to take that next step.
He wasn’t entirely blameless—Evan was talking about marriage and kids and looking at Tommy as though he were the saving grace of the gay community. But regardless of blame, Tommy had fully, and sadly, accepted that he handled the situation wrongly and in an effort to protect his own heart, broke both of theirs.
And then when they reconcile for one night thanks to Ravi, he wakes up the morning after feeling hopeful for the first time that maybe they can work things out and start again, only for Evan to basically declare that it was just sex and that he had no feelings for Tommy. Though a part of him had always expected it, it’s still felt like a shotgun to the cheat.
But irony aside, nobody could have seen this situation coming. A fucking meteor crashing through his house?! Sometimes Tommy wished his life would be like a movie but he was thinking something along the lines of a romantic comedy not damn disaster movie!
“I ordered some Thai food by the way.”
Evan walked over to the truck and helped himself to two other bags from the back seat.
“You didn’t need to do that, Evan. It’s already good of you to offer your spare bedroom.” He hadn’t stepped inside Evan’s new place yet and already he felt like he was being a burden.
“Who said the food was for your sake?” Evan smirked and slipped into the house with Tommys bags.
God, he missed Evan’s teasing. He was always so affectionate and fond with it and Tommy never felt like he deserved such loveliness from him.
“Oh, well in that case.” He said back following him into the house.
A few hours later they were sitting on the sofa, empty take out boxes on the coffee table, beers in hand, and a random nature documentary on the tv.
“Did the contractor say how long it would take to fix your roof?”
“Not even one night here and you’re trying to kick me out already?” Tommy joked.
Evan’s eyes widened “What? No! Not-not at all! You can stay as long as you need.”
“I know, Evan.” He said softly. “I’m kidding. And yeah, he think it’s going to be a few weeks. The whole roof needs to be replaced as well as the floor in the living room where the stupid thing landed.” He sighed. “I still can’t believe a meteor crashed through my house.”
“I can.” Evan said. Tommy looked at him waiting for him to explain. “Tommy, we met flying through a hurricane to an upside down cruise ship in the middle of the ocean, in a helo you stole. And-and then you stole another helo so we could stop a deadly virus. It’s not like our lives are normal.”
“True.” If this was the shit that happened just being vaguely connected to the 118 these days, god only knows how wild his life would be if he was still working there. “Although I feel it’s important to point out that you asked me to steal government property. Both times.”
Evan laughed. “Technically it was Chim that asked you the first time. And you could have said no.”
“Not after seeing your face.” He said back immediately and meant it. He didn’t realise the extent of it back then but the moment he met Evan that night in his hangar, his heart cracked open and something long since dormant and almost forgotten about had begun to leak out.
Evan looked back at him with that look he always used to get when Tommy would say something complimentary—blushed and surprised that somebody would say something nice about him.
He looked down at his beer bottle shyly for a moment before looking back up at Tommy. “I-I did let you fly me into the hurricane after seeing you for the first time so.. I get it.” They kept eye contact for a few seconds before both burning their attention back to the tv.
*****
Almost a month later and Tommy was still living at Evan’s house. A mixture of bad weather, the contractor getting sick and an issue with supplies, meant that the roof still wasn’t fixed.
Surprisingly, living with his ex wasn’t awkward. In fact, they lived and existed around each other seamlessly.
Mornings consisted of making coffee if he was up first, or there’d be an already hot coffee pot if Evan was first up. They’d take it in turns to cook dinner, leaving the other a plate in the fridge if they were on shift. Lunch was usually leftovers that one of them would pack the other. Evenings together, if they were both off, would be in front of the tv or cooking together.
Suddenly Tommy found himself in a domestic situation with Evan and wasn’t in the least bit scared. Walking into the kitchen in the morning to see a bleary-eyed Evan making coffee made his heart both melt and soar. Coming home to Evan making dinner, or hearing Evan’s keys unlocking the door while he was making dinner made his stomach twist with excitement.
His house was so close to being finished and yet he was dreading the day he had to leave. He knew he had to—Evan was being so wonderfully accommodating having him stay but he was probably looking forward to having his house back to himself. Tommy respected that and would absolutely not over stay his welcome, but he was getting used to seeing Evan everyday.
Tommys last night at Evan’s came at the beginning of a 48 hour off for both of them. He walked through the door to the smell of something delicious wafting through the house. He dropped his bag by the door and followed the scent to the kitchen.
The table was set with plates and napkins and a candle in the centre. Evan was stirring something on the stove and he immediately turned around upon Tommy entering the kitchen.
He grinned happily. “Hey.”
“Uh, hey. What’s all this?” He gestured to the table.
“It’s your last night. I-I wanted to do something nice.”
“You really didn’t have to do that, Evan.”
“One of these days you’re just going to have to accept that I want to do nice things for you.”
The reply came quickly and Tommy waited for a moment for Evan to inevitably realise what he had said and begin spiralling. But he didn’t.
“It’s pasta puttanesca by the way.”
“That’s my favourite.”
“I did learn some things about you when we were together, ya know.” Evan chuckled.
“And there was me thinking I was the perceptive one.”
Evan snorted. “Shut up and sit down.” Tommy saluted him and did as told. “You are such a dork.” He shook his head fondly as he turned back to the stove.
The two men chatted comfortably while they ate and Tommy had to resort to bullying to get Evan to let him clean the dishes. In the end Tommy washed and Evan dried. He was reminded of those nights in his house or Evan’s loft where they’d clean up after dinner together, laughing and talking before retiring to the living room to watch a movie. Or to the bedroom…
“Tommy?”
“Hmm?” He responded handing Evan a plate.
There was a few beats before Evan spoke leading Tommy to look at him. Evan dried his hands and turned to face Tommy, leaning his hip against the counter.
“I’m.. I’m gonna miss you.”
He looked so impossibly earnest that the control that Tommy had been desperately holding onto since the first night in Evan’s home snapped. After everything that happened when they first broke up and having the miraculous second chance that they both fucked up, Tommy knew that if he walked out of the door tomorrow morning without saying or doing anything, there was no going back.
He dried his own hands and turned to face him. “I’m gonna miss you, too.”
“Kiss-“
Evan didn’t get a chance to finish the sentence. Tommy reached out, pulling him forward by the back of the neck and planted his lips on Evan’s. Evan, letting out a barely audible surprised whine, immediately grabbed onto Tommys shirt, tangling his fingers in the fabric. Tommys other hand pressed firmly, fingers splayed, in the space between Evans shoulder blades, holding him against his chest, exploring Evans mouth with his tongue and feeling comforted by the familiarly of it.
God, he’d missed Evans mouth. His beautiful soft, plump lips, the delicacy in the way he slid his tongue against Tommys and the taste of his mouth.
Eventually he pulled away and rested their foreheads tighter. Keeping his eyes closed he let out a soft sigh. “We should probably talk.” He whispered into the space between, cupping his cheek.
“No.” Evan said. Tommy pulled his head back to look at him. “I-I mean yeah, we should definitely talk, but not now. Right now I just.. I want you.”
Tommy swallows the excess saliva that suddenly accumulated in his mouth. He knew that he should probably put a stop to this until they have that talk. But, let’s be honest—he was never good at telling Evan no.
He pressed another kiss to Evan’s lips, this time it was passionate; communicating to Evan that he felt the same. Evan, thankfully, understood and dragged him backwards towards his bedroom.
****
Tommy delicately trailed his fingertips over the nodules of Evan’s spine, re-familiarising himself with the peaks and valleys of the man’s body. His skin was still a little clammy after what was, in Tommys opinion, the most incredible sex they’d ever had. Evan was lying on his stomach, his head resting on his pillow and arms tucked underneath it. Tommys fingers traveled upwards and traced little shapes.
“What are you drawing?”
“Hearts.” He answered nonchalantly.
“Yeah?”
“Mm-hmm” he dipped his head to press a kiss to the round of Evan’s shoulder. Evan hummed happily.
“Why hearts?”
“Because I love you.”
Tommy always thought that when if finally plucked up the courage to tell Evan how he felt that he would be a nervous wreck on the inside, terrified of Evan’s reaction. However, and much to his surprise, there was no terror. No concern or nerves, just an overwhelming feeling of relief to finally release those words into the world.
Evan lifted his head from his pillow to properly look at Tommy. His eyes were almost immediately shiny and wet as they scrutinised Tommys face.
Tommy leaned across and cupping the back of his head, kissed his forehead. “I love you, Evan. And I’m sorry it took me so long to-“
Evan surged forward, grabbing Tommys face and pressing a firm kiss to his lips. His mouth curled into a smile before it even detached from Tommy’s.
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