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Buck grins to himself as he hears a key in the front door, he knows exactly who it is. Two of his most favourite people in the whole entire world.
The door swings open and Eddie steps inside before closing the door behind him and Buck’s brows furrow as he stops a foot away from his boyfriend.
He looks either side of Eddie, even over the top of his head as Eddie kicks his shoes off.
“Uh, where's Chris?” Buck questions as Eddie steps closer.
“Not even a hello.” Eddie huffs with a pout and Buck smiles shyly, gripping his boyfriend by the waist and presses a sweet kiss to Eddie’s pouting lips.
“Hello.” He murmurs with a smile against the pout, before pulling back, hands still holding onto the love of his life.
“So, where’s my favourite Diaz?” Buck asks and Eddie scoffs.
“I let you put your dick up my ass and I'm not even your goddamn favourite!” Eddie whines with a smirk on his flush face.
Buck returns the smirk with his own, eyes travelling over as much of Eddie as he can see given that he’s tugged him closer, hands tightening on Eddie’s waist.
“Then it looks like you're just going to have to work a lot harder, Eddie.” Buck says lowly and Eddie’s eyes narrow before he swoops in for a passionate kiss, even manhandling Buck up against the wall.
“Wow. It looks like you've been holding out on me Diaz.” Buck gasps breathlessly when they pull apart.
Eddie chuckles, “Well I have kissed five people.”
Buck’s brows pull together as he calculates all of the people he knows Eddie has kissed - Shannon, Ana, Marisol and him. That’s only four. So who the hell is this mystery fifth person?
Oh it can’t have been, could it? Eddie always swore nothing like that happened.
“Wait, five people? I thought you didn't kiss Kim.” Buck asks with a shake of his head.
“We didn’t. No, it was some girl I met in a bar in El Paso not long after Shannon left. Her name was Beryl.” Eddie confesses and it makes Buck’s brows lift, he’d never heard of this Beryl person before.
“Was she a grandma, Eddie?” Buck teases, because Beryl is a rather old fashioned name.
“She was in her early twenties. Not all of us date the elderly.” Eddie responds cheekily as he pulls away from Buck’s grip.
“Oof. Shots fired Diaz.”
“Don't even joke.” Eddie replies a little sharply and Buck raises his hands, in apology.
“Sorry. So where is Chris?” Buck swiftly changes the subject, returning it to a lighter, safer topic.
“He got a better offer.” Eddie replies and Buck simply cannot believe that.
“What! What's better than hanging out with us watching movies and eating homemade pizza?” He huffs, arms folding a little petulantly over his chest.
“A gaming sleepover at Gregory's.”
“Ppff. No way is that better than homemade pizza.”
“In Chris’s words, and I quote, “at least at Gregory's I won't have to see two old people sucking face”. End quote.”
“He said that?” Buck asks, sounding a little hurt.
Eddie nods.
“He thinks I'm old?” Buck grumbles, looking all dejected and like a kicked puppy.
“Buck, to fifteen year olds everyone over like 20 is old.”
“Damn.”
“Come on, don't stress about it or you'll give yourself grey hair.” Eddie smiles, stepping closer again.
“Will you still love me when I'm old and grey?” Buck pouts, giving Eddie his best sad face and it makes him scoff lightly.
Eddie toys with the hair at Buck's temple, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he says, “Do you mean like right now?”
“Fuck Eddie, kick a man while he's down why don't you.” Buck retorts, clutching his chest as Eddie shakes his head, his eyes brimming with affection.
“I'll still love you when we're both dead in a box.” Eddie states, holding Buck’s gaze.
“That's kinda morbid, but also really sweet.”
“I bet you didn't know I was so romantic.” Eddie jokes and Buck can’t help but give a little shake of his head.
“I dunno if I'd call it romantic.”
“What! I basically just said I'll love you forever and ever. That not even death will stop me from loving you, and you don't think it's romantic.“ Eddie gasps, and if it weren’t for the mirth in his eyes Buck would actually believe he was offended.
“It's the way you said it. ‘I'll still love you when we're both dead in a box.’ It doesn't exactly sound romantic.”
“What's wrong with it? It's the truth.” Eddie retorts, arms folding over his chest, pout beginning to form on his lips.
“Just tell me one thing?” Buck asks, reaching over to Eddie to poke him in the arm.
“What?”
“Will it be a shared box?”
“Of course it fucking will. Do you really think we won't go out at the same time?” Eddie scoffs, now he sounds genuinely offended.
Buck gazes adoringly at Eddie.
“I think I'm so incredibly in love with you.” Buck murmurs, stepping away from the wall and closer to his lover and wrapping his hands around Eddie’s waist, pulling him closer.
“And in answer to your question. Yeah, I do. I think we'll be together till the very end.” Buck says softly before leaning in to give Eddie a loving kiss.
“So about those homemade pizzas, are they already made?” Eddie enquires when they break apart.
Buck laughs. “Oh my God, are you always thinking with your stomach?“
“Of course not. And on this occasion I was just wondering how much time we've got.” He wiggles his eyebrows as he steps back and peels his top off and throws it in Buck’s face, who catches it and sniffs it while appreciating the sight of Eddie's body.
“You really want that favourite Diaz title don't you?”
“What I really want is for you to get your ass in that bedroom. Right now.” Eddie fires back, walking backwards towards Buck’s bedroom, fingers slowly undoing the belt on his jeans.
“Yes sir.” Buck grins wolfishly, throwing in a mock salute as he hurries after Eddie into his bedroom.
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