5 Works by bugbugly
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Maddie is fourteen when her brother dies, and two days later her parents pack their lives up into the car and tell her it’s time to go. Only, there’s something injured sitting in the back seat and nobody will tell her what it is.
Buck knows that he’s missing some years from his childhood and that the accident that took them from him is the same one that left him with patchwork scars all over his body. He just doesn’t realize that those years aren’t missing like a lost thing, but like a thing that was never there to begin with.
They’re both dealing with it.
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No sexy costumes
No gory costumes
No annoying costumes
No romantic couple costumesBuck grapples with jealousy, Halloween costumes, hearing loss, and himself. So to speak.
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The entire apartment has been eggshells, lately. She can’t bring up anything meaningful in conversation without Harry’s jaw clenching, his eyes going hard and blank à la Athena Grant. Can’t talk about Mom, or Bobby. At least now she knows why he’s been pissy when she’d ask about school these past few months. Harry makes sure to steer clear of any discussion about their actual lives; May walks the line, dipping a toe into the murky waters sometimes just to see if he’ll still bite. He does, every time, and she backs off like a coward.
So it’s this— sitting on the couch with popcorn. Half invested in watching The Bachelor and half invested in watching Buck repeatedly frog a single line of navy blue crochet. Glancing at Harry every time something funny happens just to catch him smile. It’s pretending things are okay.
Or, May and Buck are at a loss with Harry's anger, and Eddie is more than happy to lend a hand. And a set of boxing gloves.
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Eddie has always been able to read Buck, but when the light goes out it's suddenly too dark to make out the text.
Buck is just reading Wikipedia.
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Buck feels raw when he wakes up. His face hurts and he’s got a pounding headache. He’s overwarm and not alone. Something moves on his arm—
He slaps at it blindly.
“Ow, fuck! What the hell, man?” Eddie whisper-shouts, startled but still endearingly mindful of the quiet sanctity of the bunk room.
“I thought you were a bug,” Buck croaks.
Buck is just trying to do what Bobby told him to do. It might require an extended bug metaphor to get there.