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Alright, now to prove he’s right.
Finger on the cursor, Buck types an a to start.
Google, in all its autocomplete glory, gives Buck some options. Four suggestions stack top to bottom in whatever order Google decides matters most on any given evening, and the four that come up under Buck's single letter are, in order:
am i gay quiz (visited 2 days ago)
Amazon (visited 5 days ago)
american airlines
ammonia bleach mix
Buck stops chewing the inside of his cheek — which, honestly, he didn’t even realize he was doing.
That’s — huh.
That’s not what he was expecting at all.
Or,
Buck uses Eddie's laptop and sees something he isn't supposed to see. He reacts accordingly. -
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“I can’t keep doing this, Eddie. Your sweatpants are in my dresser. You buy the right spices at the farmer’s market for my recipes. You wear the monstrosities I knit for you. You hold my kid’s hand when we’re crossing the street.”
Eddie’s lips are at the hinge of his jaw, like he’s testing the waters. It makes Buck brave enough to bring a numb hand up to one of the belt loops on Eddie’s darkwash jeans, thumbing there restlessly—sliding the tips of his fingers under the hem of his obsidian button-down. The skin-to-skin contact is all at once relieving.
“I think we’ve both known what we are for a while now,” Buck goads, hushed; tilting to arch his neck back against the wall, granting Eddie unlimited access, praying he takes the explicit invitation. “You’re my best friend. But this isn’t sustainable.”
or: Buck's sick of pretending.
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20 Jun 2026
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“It’s normal to have…sex dreams about people you’re just friends with, right?”
The shock on Hen’s face would be comical if Eddie weren’t mid-crisis at the moment. “I’m sorry, sex dreams?”
“No–not ‘sex dreams’, just…y’know, intimate ones.”
“Eddie, it is 8:00 in the morning. You are seriously not making me start my day by answering a dumbass question like that.”Or, Eddie has an intimate dream about Buck and realizes that he's in love, but not before assuming that it's normal best friend behavior.
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20 Jun 2026
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It had been a concept in Eddie's mind, not even a suggestion.
So now, Eddie's two slick fingers, three knuckles deep into his best friend, fucking them in and out to work him open.
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20 Jun 2026
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"I just—you do so much for me." Buck runs his hands through the hairs on the nape of his neck, tugging them lightly.
"There is absolutely nowhere else I would rather be," Eddie walks up to him slowly, phone in hand. His other extends out, landing squarely on Buck's elbow. "Can I ask you a question?"
Buck nods silently, distracted by the heat of Eddie's palm on his skin.
"Wanna dance with me?"
Buck and Eddie slow-dance it out.