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Eddie's new neighbors are keeping him up all night. He calls on his best friend for a little taste of their own medicine.
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Buck doesn't even glance at the TV, he doesn't give a fuck about that game or any other. He does however, give a big fuck about Eddie. About how Eddie’s position on their leather couch is practically an invitation— signed, stamped, and addressed to one Evan Buckley requesting his timely RSVP to Eddie’s lap. Who is Buck to ignore this offer, practically gift wrapped for him. Even if Eddie is unaware he’s sending it, Buck is always grateful for any opportunity to be close to him, especially to curl up in his lap and be as Chim once called it, ‘one of those big dogs who still thinks they’re small’.
alternatively, buck and eddie cuddle on the couch
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- Part 2 of twitter fluff prompts
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Buck cautiously peers into the small opening, catching a glimpse of Eddie staring at himself in the mirror, fingers gripping the edge of the porcelain sink as he shakes his head and says, “I can’t believe I’m in love with a Buckley.”
It's a miracle Buck doesn’t pass out on the spot.
He takes a stumbling step back into Eddie’s room, somehow managing to close the door quietly in his haze. Although it’s entirely possible that he just slammed it because he can’t hear anything over the whooshing in his ears.
He doesn’t know how he didn’t see it before.
Eddie is in love with Maddie.
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Or, 5 times Buck thinks Eddie is in love with Maddie, +1 time he's sure he's not.
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"What is this…?"
"I don't know, Chimney calls it 'Maddie's Special drink.' I tasted it, and it's quite sweet! You'll definitely love it." Karan says with a wide grin.
In his hand is a small shot glass with pink and yellow layers blended beautifully together. He can even see fine glitter shimmering in the drink.
Eddie decides to start with a tiny sip just to taste. It’s sweet and sour—resembling a fruity cocktail that Eddie secretly loves. Delighted by the flavor, he downs the rest in one swift gulp, only to feel a fiery burn hit his throat as if he’s just swallowed pure vodka.
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Or; Eddie loves Maddie’s Special Drink, and it makes him wake up in a stranger’s bed.
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Eddie Diaz would never admit to anyone, not even himself, that he’d been watching the same cam boy on repeat since moving from El Paso to LA. If anyone ever found out, he’d tell them he only watched to listen to his voice.
Except that would be wrong.
And incorrect.
The problem is, Eddie’s noticed that his best friend’s butt is looking a little too familiar, and the name ‘Firehose’ is ringing a bell that’s a little too close to home.
It’s been seven years. How the hell is he supposed to confess to Buck that he’s been watching him through a screen and doing a lot more than just watching?