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buckleyblueyes · 3 years

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buddie + coming out

Jess this got...so fucking long. I'm putting it under a cut. (send me a ship and a word and I'll give you a head canon)

Okay, so Buck first. I imagine that Buck first realized he wasn’t straight when he was in high school. He didn’t mention it to his parents because it’s not like they were that interested in who he was dating anyway. But he did come out to Maddie back then. They were driving around her jeep (coming out in cars is Real okay) and there was some cheesy pop music on the radio (it was the early 2000s) and he didn’t have the word “bisexual” just yet, but she asked if he was dating anyone/if he had a crush on someone and he said “uh...yeah. His name’s Jamie.” and she just took it in stride. Just kind of “oh, okay.” and then he added quickly “I still like girls, too, though” and since she was already through college at this point, so she knew sexuality wasn’t just gay and straight, so she didn’t even blink. “So, tell me about him” and he did. When he was done, she grinned, told him she wanted to meet Jamie some time, and turned up the radio. They drove around some more singing along to whatever cheesy pop song played next.

As far as Buck coming out as an adult, at some point in his late teens or early twenties he found the word bisexual. He never really tried to hide it, but he also never went out of his way to broadcast it. He never felt ashamed of his sexuality, per se, but he never felt proud of it either. It was just like...sometimes he dated guys, y’know? Anyways so flash forward to when he joins the 118. He doesn’t make a big deal out of it, but at some point early on Hen describes him as “a straight white boy” and he’s like “bold of you to assume I’m straight” “you’re not?” “not even a little” and leaves it at that. Sometimes he mentions hookups with guys during his 1.0 phase, but other than that he doesn’t really talk about it. He comes out to Eddie sometime in season 3, when he’s bemoaning his loneliness and Eddie says “you’ll find the right girl someday” and Buck suddenly realizes he’s never actually told Eddie he’s into guys so he responds. “Right person, actually.” and Eddie blinks twice. “What?” and Buck sighs. “I’ll find the right person, I’m bisexual.” and Eddie blinks again. “Oh...Cool…” and then they just move on.

Which brings us to Eddie. Eddie does not come to the realization that he’s queer until much later in life. He worries he might be gay in high school, because everyone else is interested in dating and girls, and he’s just. Not. Everyone always tells him that he and his good friend Shannon would make a good couple, and he’s pretty sure she has a crush on him, but he just likes her as a friend. Until one day, the summer after they graduate from high school, he looks at her and his heart starts racing and his palms are sweating but it’s not from the Texas humidity and oh my god. Is this what liking someone feels like? This is terrible, actually. But he was right about Shannon having a crush on him, so they start dating, and it’s great. And Eddie is relieved because falling in love with Shannon means he’s straight. He was just a late bloomer, like his mom said.

Anyways, so flash forward about twelve years and Eddie is starting to think he was wrong before. Oh, God, he was so wrong. He’s not sure when Buck went from his best friend to someone he was falling in love with, but it’s too late to go back now. But it’s fine. It’s fine. Buck is straight anyway, so it’s not even worth getting worked up over because it’s never going to happen and--Buck isn’t straight. Oh, hell.

And then he meets Ana, and she’s, well. She’s pretty, and he likes that she guesses his name right, but then he blows up at her and also she’s his son’s teacher, so that’s kind of weird. And then the pandemic hits, and he’s forced into close quarters with Buck and it gets impossible to deny his feelings to himself any longer. But he doesn’t know what to do about it. The problem for Eddie is that he’s only really had strong feelings for two people ever in his life, and the word ‘bisexual’ doesn’t to fit. More like ‘these two people in particular-sexual’ but that doesn’t really make sense.

So, when Ana comes back into his life, it seems like the easy way out. Nobody has to know that he has all these weird, confusing, not-heterosexual feelings. He’s 33 years old, who has a sexuality crisis at 33? Of course, the universe has other plans. He gets shot, he almost dies, and he realizes he doesn’t really feel anything for Ana and he probably never will, and predictably by the time he’s finally ready to confront his feelings and sexuality, Buck is dating Taylor. Great.

Anyways, so Eddie goes to Hen for help figuring himself out because if anyone would be able to help, his married lesbian friend seems like a very good bet. And he’s right. He explains how he’s only ever been in love with two people and that gender doesn’t seem to be a big factor in it, and she points him to the concept of asexuality and aromanticism, and more specifically demisexuality/demiromanticism and it just clicks for him. He wasn’t a “late bloomer” after all. So, I guess Hen is the first person Eddie comes out to. And he doesn’t really feel the need to come out to anyone else at that point because it’s not really anyone’s business.

Eventually, he and Buck get together. And for Buck, telling people isn’t a big deal because he’s been out as bi for years. Eddie isn’t reluctant to tell their found family, or even the rest of the 118. But he is nervous to tell his biological family. He doubts they’ll be too happy about him being with a man, let alone understand the concept of demisexuality. He starts with Abuela and Pepa, the family he’s closer to (literally and figuratively). He comes out to both of them at the same time, at Abuela’s, over a home cooked meal. He tells them that he and Buck are dating, that he loves him. Pepa puts a hand over his and gives it a gentle squeeze. “I’m proud of you,” she says. “It was about time you put that boy out of his misery.”

Eddie chokes on a surprised laugh. Then he looks at Abuela. Abuela is quiet for a minute before standing and walking around the table to where Eddie is sitting. She pulls him up to standing and gives him a tight hug. “Te quiero.”

Next he comes out to his sisters, who are pretty chill about the whole thing, and lastly his parents. His parents liked Buck when they met briefly, so if Eddie was going to be with a man, at least he picked a good one. And given that the rest of the family already knows and is supportive, it’s not like anyone would be on their side if they had a problem with it, and they want to keep seeing their grandson. So they just say “okay” and accept it in the most passive way possible.

Anyways this got SUPER DUPER long and detailed, so I’m going to end it with this: After they’ve been out (both Eddie coming out and Buck and Eddie being out as a couple) for awhile, Hen drags them to that year’s LA Pride with her, Karen, and the kids, and they end up meeting up with Michael, David, Harry and May there (and Bobby who is wearing a t-shirt that says “Free Dad Hugs” in rainbow letters, Buck takes him up on the offer immediately).

#buddie #bi Buck #demi Eddie #you can pry my demisexual/demiromantic eddie headcanons out of my cold dead hands!!!!!!!!#coming out hcs #1331 words later lmao

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wolvesofinnistrad · 5 years

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When Hen shoves the tickets in Eddie’s hands last minute he doesn’t get to ask much beyond “What are these?”

“Baseball tickets. Got them for Karen and Denny and I but, well, shit came up.”

Eddie looks at the tickets then back to Hen. “These are really good seats…”

The look Hen gives him says more than her words. “I know.”

“Sure you won’t be able to make it?”

“Definitely not. I don’t want them to go to waste though, thought you could take Christopher.”

“Tha-”

“And Buck.”

That makes Eddie pause. He’s forgiven Buck for all the drama, and they are back to being friends, but a day out with him seems a little more daunting than it would have last month.

“No buts Eddie. That boy needs a little fun and relief after all he’s been through. All three of you do.”

Eddie starts to say something but decides against it, nodding and smiling.

“Thanks Hen.”

“Don’t mention it. Have fun.”

“We Will!”

He waits until later to talk to Buck, avoiding it like the coward he’s apparently turned into. Finally, knowing he needs to do this before Buck makes plans or Hen finds out he’s a chicken he swallows his pride, sighs and heads over to Buck.

“Hey Buck.”

Buck looks up at the sound of his voice, a smile instantly passing over his face, albeit still a bit apprehensive.

“H-hey Eddie.”

He’s packing up, shift over and Eddie’s glad he caught him honestly.

“So, uh, Hen had some baseball tickets and, well, they can’t make it anymore so she gave them to me.”

“That’s great!” Buck pats him on the arm, though it’s clear by his expression he isn’t sure what this has to do with him.

“Well, uh, I thought you could come with us. Me and Christopher?”

It’s then Eddie realizes how different the smile Buck gave him before is, because this time it seems to engulf his entire face, lighting up his eyes in a way that makes Eddie feel like he’s staring at the sun.

“You want me to come with you guys?”

His voice is so hopeful and happy that Eddie can’t bear to say Hen all but forced him to do it. And in that moment as he nods and Buck grins and shakes his head up and down like a golden retriever Eddie forgets why he was so worried about this.

It’s just Buck. Buck his best friend.

Buck nearly jumps on him giving him a hug. Eddie winces, but tries not to flinch away like the last time, he doesn’t need Buck to notice his sore body.

Luckily, Buck’s too distracted with the idea of going to the game with the Diaz family to notice because he bounds out of the station with more pep in his step than Eddie’s seen in months.

Christopher is, of course, overjoyed.

Not so much about the tickets themselves, he doesn’t care too much either way about the game.

But a day with Buck?

Christopher doesn’t stop talking about it the entire day.

Or the next, or any of them really until its the day of the game.

When Buck arrives he runs over, picking Christopher up and swinging him around for a big hug.

“I missed you buddy!”

“I missed you too Bucky!”

Something pulls in Eddie’s chest when he sees it, its something he’s been noticing for a while, and after the tsunami even more, but then with everything that had happened with Buck after he’d kind of forgotten the way his stomach kind of swooped as he watched Buck so effortlessly show affection for his son, so genuinely enthused to be around him.

Eddie didn’t bother looking anything up about the tickets, so he doesn’t notice anything different about the mess of fans swarming into the stadium along with them. At least not at first.

It’s only when the fifth rainbow flag passes by him that it starts to click, just the tiniest bit. His eyes scan the crowd and there’s the usual fans milling about, talking and laughing or running off to the bathroom or their seats, but there’s also a ton of families.

Families that look a lot like his family right now.

2 men are swinging their daughter, he assumes at least, between them, they both have on Dodgers jerseys with a rainbow color scheme. Another two men kiss briefly before one runs off to the concession stand. 2 women and their three children are waiting in line to buy funnel cake. Another 2 and their son are carrying beers while their son swings a memorial foam finger around.

His throat feels dry as he stares back at Buck and Christopher who are walking back towards him. Christopher is riding on Buck’s shoulders, a little Dodger’s hat on his head that has a rainbow on the side.

“Where’d you get that buddy?” Eddie asks, just to have something to say because his mind is kind of reeling from how this must look to everyone else.

“Bucky bought it for me! Isn’t the rainbow pretty!” Christopher swings the hat around wildly, giggling like mad.

Buck’s looking up to him, hands braced on either side of him to make sure he doesn’t fall and Eddie sees it, how clearly from the outside they look like every other couple here with their kid. He doesn’t know how to describe the feeling he gets, so he tries not to think of it.

Fumbling with his wallet he grabs a couple bills. “How much was the hat?”

Buck shakes his head, pushing the wallet away, his hand resting over Eddie’s for just a moment and sending a jolt up the older man’s arm.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my gift to Chris for not seeing him for awhile. Sorry about that again buddy.”

“It’s okay Buck. I missed you.”

“I missed you too Chris. SO much.”

Eddie has to turn away because his stomach feels like it’s full of butterflies and he really doesn’t know what the fuck is going on with him today. He tells himself its just the weirdness of the entire situation.

That’s all it is.

It has to be.

“So uh, let’s get to our seats, yeah?”

Eddie leads them down to their seats, which he still can’t believe are this good. He’s going to really have to thank Hen after this.

They pass quite a few more gay and lesbian couples, and others that he thinks might be straight ones before seeing little flags in different colors on them that he doesn’t quite recognize all of them.

They take a seat, Christopher in between them and Eddie smiles, taking a breath of the fresh air, looking up at the sky and then back to Chris. To Buck. His boys.

He doesn’t know where the thought comes from but it makes him smile, and when Buck turns towards him, he smiles too.

If Buck has noticed anything odd about the huge amount of LGBT couples and their kids he hasn’t said anything, and Eddie’s at least glad for that. Of course, Hen bought these tickets so it wouldn’t be on Eddie anyway he reassures himself.

But then again, Eddie questions why he feels like he would even need to reassure himself if there’s nothing abnormal about any of this. It’s just him and his best friend taking his son to a baseball game.

The fact it must be, like, Pride night or something doesn’t mean anything.

He’s certain of it.

They laugh and chat, explaining some things to Christopher, when Eddie’s thoughts get a bit too uncomfortable he excuses himself to go grab them some drinks and food.

As he’s walking towards the concession stand, which is pretty crowded with lines snaking down the interior hallway, one of the merch booths catches his eye.

He stops for a moment, not sure why since he doesn’t really want to buy any of this overpriced stuff. He feels pulled towards a board with a bunch of enamel pins on it and he realizes this is where all those people with the flags must have gotten them.

He’s not sure why he keeps looking, but up close he can tell it’s not exactly a flag, or rather it is, but instead of a flagpole the flag is hanging from a baseball bat. He sees the rainbow one which he recognizes, but there are so many others. A blue, pink and white one that he remembers seeing someone wearing earlier, a mostly black and gray and white one, a couple weird ones that look like a desertscape and a police flag, but they have strange animal symbols and a heart on them.

Then he notices underneath they say what they are and he goes back and rereads them. He’s not really sure what it means under the Bear and Leather ones, or really half of them if he’s honest, but as he keeps scanning his eyes stop one and he feels his stomach clench.

He’s seen it before, he can’t quite remember where, but he knows he has. The little pink, purple and blue lines seem so straight, even if he mentally laughs at the way that sounds. His fingers reach out, wanting to touch it, feel it beneath his fingertips but he stops at the last moment, not sure why he should do that.

Bisexual.

That’ s what the little sign under the flag says, he stares at it, maybe for a bit too long.

“Bisexual.”

He hears the words, and for a moment he thinks he’s said them himself before there’s a hand pointing past him.

“Sorry man, but yeah, I want a bi flag for my boyfriend, and then a gay one for me. Thanks.” The voice comes from a shorter guy beside him. His skin is deep and dark, he gives the guy a bright smile as he passes him his card back and forth before taking the pins with him.

Eddie follows him with his eyes, watching him walk over to a veritable tower of muscle. The second guy, his boyfriend he guesses, picks him up and spins them both around after he’s been given the pin. Eddie looks away when they start kissing, not sure why he’s stared so long. When he passes by them on the way to the concessions he sees they’re putting the flag pins on their jerseys and he shakes his head.

Get it together Diaz, he thinks.

Once he has the food he takes it back, both relieved and weirdly disappointed he doesn’t see the two guys from before anywhere around. Eddie shakes it off, walking back to his seats, seeing Chris yelling along with Buck, albeit a moment or two after, taking his cues from the man.

He laughs, grinning as he slides into his seat and passes them their food. Christopher immediately starts eating his mini donuts out of the little hard plastic baseball cap they’re sold in. It was stupidly expensive, but he figured Chris would be excited to keep it as a memento.

When he looks over to Buck his eyes are on the game, taking his hot dog and putting it to his mouth. Eddie chuckles as he watches Buck shove far too much of into his mouth before finally biting. He’s surprise the man doesn’t choke.

And then his eyes shift sideways towards a guy sitting a seat down from Buck who’s staring at Buck like he wants to devour Him.

Eddie narrows his eyes at the guy, giving him a royal stink face and once the guy notices he puts his hands up, flushing and turning away in embarrassment.

A little surge of pride or satisfaction flows through Eddie and he’s not sure why. He studiously ignores that seeing that guy so openly staring at Buck felt a little like jealousy.

But that’s stupid.

So stupid.

He just didn’t want Buck to feel weird or uncomfortable.

Not that Buck had even noticed or probably would have, his eyes seem to only go from the game to Christopher, although as he’s staring at Buck, and he can admit he is staring now, the man turns to him and gives him a quizzical look.

“D’I got sumfing on my face?” Buck says with a too full mouth and Eddie cracks up.

“Yeah Buck a bit of mustard.”

Buck wipes at his mouth with his wrist but doesn’t get it.

“Nope.”

Again Buck wipes, and once more and neither time does he manage to eradicate the stray topping. Eddie sighs, taking pity on his idiot best friend and reaches over, swiping his finger over Buck’s chin, his thumb catching for just a moment’ on Buck’s bottom lip and tugging at it.

It’s only when he meets Buck’s eyes, or rather notices that Buck won’t meet his, cheeks subtly pinking that he realizes that was kind of weird.

Do friends wipe the other’s mouths?

Is that a thing bros do?

God he hopes so. He really, really hopes that’s a totally normal thing that guys do.

After that Eddie busies himself with his own food, with Christopher who needs to go to the restroom after a while, and later with grabbing some peanuts from a vendor that’s yelling what he thinks might be a bit more suggestive slogans than is entirely necessary.

Buck of course has laughed at every one of them which makes Christopher and then Eddie laugh like a domino effect.

In fact Eddie’s almost forgot about the weirdness of earlier, getting out of his head and just enjoying the game, enjoying this day with what are honestly two of his favorite people.

And that’s when he hears Christopher squeal between them and he looks down to see Chris frantically pointing up at the big screen.

“What?”

“We’re on TV!”

That makes Buck and Eddie both look up, noticing at the same time what’s currently on the hugest screen in the stadium.

It’s a camera zoomed in on Eddie and Buck and Christopher, and there’s a big rainbow colored heart overlayed on top of the image that surrounds all three of them.

Eddie, quite frankly, wants to murder Hen in that moment.

He turns to Buck and sees him blushing furiously, and he’s at least thankful someone is as embarrassed as he is.

And then the chanting starts up.

“Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!” It feels like it’s coming from everywhere all at once, he flicks his head back to the screen and it’s still on them, waiting.

Oh God it’s waiting for them to kiss.

For him and Buck,

To kiss.

On live TV in front of thousands and thousands of people.

“Kiss, kiss, kiss!” Christopher chants now between them, joining in with the rest of the stadium. With seemingly the entire world it feels like.

His eyes turn to Buck and he expects to see that same embarrassment, maybe even anger, but instead Buck just smiles, laughing.

Then Buck shrugs and grabs Eddie by the front of his jersey, dragging him into a passionate kiss.

Eddie’s entire world stops, sound rushing out, eyes closed, and it feels like the only thing that exists in the world is Buck’s lips pressed against his, the hand that’s snaked up to cup his cheek.

Then the sound comes back in like the tides, a roaring crowd clapping and still all he feels is Buck.

Buck Buck Buck.

He kisses back, maybe a bit more eagerly than he intends to because this is the best thing he’s felt in years.

God he forgot how good it felt to kiss someone.

To kiss someone you really cared about.

And it’s right as that thought passes through his head that Buck let’s him go, Eddie collapsing into a puddle of goo in his seat.

Faintly he hears more whoops and catcalls, out of the corner of his eye he sees someone clapping Buck on the shoulder from behind. Eddie’s mind is having trouble processing hat just happened, he feels like he’s drowning in endorphins though, his stomach bottomed out like he just went on a roller coaster.

When he can finally move his head he turns to Chris, needing to check on him, to make sure that he isn’t freaking out, but he’s just, sitting there laughing and smiling.

“Hey daddy! We were on TV!”

“Yeah… Yeah we were kiddo…”

Eddie feels breathless, he looks over at Buck and notices he’s staring at the field, or trying to anyway, his eyes slide towards him but as soon as he notices Eddie is watching him he casts them back out to the field.

There’s a blush high on Buck’s cheeks.

Eddie can’t believe that just happened.

In fact, by the end of the game, after the fireworks have gone off, to Christopher and Buck’s utter delight, he almost thinks that maybe it was all some kind of dream or trick of his imagination.

That is until he feels someone tapping him on the shoulder as they’re waiting for some of the crowd to die down before chancing taking Christopher out of the stands.

“Hey, I thought you should have this. It turned out really well.”

The woman is smiling serenely, her hair is graying and she’s got a camera around her neck and another in her other hand. IN the hand held out to Eddie there’s a photo, one of those instant ones, but a really good quality one he can tell just by glancing at it.

“Me?” He says, a little confused.

“Yes, you and your partner and son just looked so… Adorable, I couldn’t resist, I hope that’s alright.”

He takes the proffered photo, and there it is in brilliant color. Buck kissing Eddie, their lips locked together, a look of utter bliss on both of their faces. Just beneath them is Chris with his head bent back screaming or laughing, clearly overjoyed. And in the far back is the big picture on the screen, partially obscured, but just enough to see the opposite angle of them that everyone else saw.

Eddie’s breath leaves him for a moment and before he can say anything a second woman is at the other’s side.

She’s about the same age, but her hair is done up differently, or was before the heat of the day had messed with it.

“We have to go honey or we’ll be stuck in even worse traffic.

“Alright I’m coming, I just wanted these wonderful boy to have that photo.”

They leave and all Eddie can do is shout “Thank you!” to them after they’re already halfway up the stairs.

The woman stops and gives him a little wave before leaving with her partner.

“Well that… was a wild game.”

“Yeah, it really was.” Buck is smirking now, and since when did Buck’s smirk make Eddie’s mind stop working.

Probably when he learned what it felt like to be kissed within an inch of his life by Evan Buckley.

“You have a good game buddy?” Buck is conversing with Christopher as the rest of the stands empty out into the hallways and lobbies.

“Best day EVER!!!” Christopher yells, laughing and smiling.

Buck and Eddie share a glance, Buck biting his lip, Eddies eyes drawn to them before he breaks away.

“Well let’s, uh, get going, yeah?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

They have to wait in a crazy line just to get out of the stands, and as they’re finally breaking into the main area he spots the same vendor from before, or just another selling the same things, he can’t be certain.

His eyes catch on the pins again and his mind is chanting at him not to do this, that it’s stupid, that he can’t take this back if he does it. But his heart is just aching to touch the one from before.

“Can I have one of these?”

“Which one you want?”

Eddie turns, sees Buck coming towards him carrying a dozing Christopher who’s worn out by now.

“The, uh, the bisexual one?” Eddie’s certain his voice raises two octaves as he says it, but he doesn’t back down. His eyes meet Buck’s and there’s recognition there, but no reproach, no disgust.

Buck stands besides him, their eyes locked on each other, and as the man’s reaching for the pin Buck says “can you make that two Bisexual pins?”

Eddie feels a grin splitting his lips.

Buck smiles at him, and he realizes it’s one he’s never seen before. It’s shy, private.

Just for him.

And really, the fact he knows Buck’s different smiles maybe should have clued him into some things before this.

Buck puts the pin on Eddie’s shirt, and Eddie puts the pin he bought on Buck’s baseball cap. He’s reminded of the two men that he saw before doing a similar ritual and he can’t help but smile.

When they walk out of the baseball stadium they look like any other family there.

Right down to their interlocked hands as they head to the car.

#eddie diaz #buck buckley #evan buck buckley #buddie #eddie x buck #9 1 1 fox #mine #fanfic #my fic #100

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lopithecusfanfiction · 4 years

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Kissing in the Rain

Author: Lopithecus Pairing: Evan “Buck” Buckley/Eddie Diaz Rating: General Word Count: 1213 Alternate: AO3 Summary: "So maybe kissing in the rain is cliche as hell. So what? It’s not like Buck had purposely asked Eddie out on a date and then after that date, they got stuck waiting for an Uber out in the rain and that was when Buck had the great idea to have his first kiss with Eddie. No. Not at all…

Just because it just happened to be like that, doesn’t mean it’s Buck’s fault. He swears!"

In which Buck decides to be a bit cliché Warnings: N/A Author’s Note: Day 7 for @buddiefirstkissweek. Enjoy! Prompt: Day 7 - Free day, author’s choice

“You want to what?” Eddie asks him as he changes into his civvies. They’re just getting off a twenty-four-hour shift and maybe Buck has gone a little loopy with exhaustion and that’s how he finds the courage to ask Eddie out, but that doesn’t matter in the slightest. What does matter is Eddie’s answer.

“Yeah, go out with me,” Buck confirms, closing his locker a little too loudly. He can feel Hen and Chimney’s eyes on his back as him and Eddie talk.

Eddie blinks at him, mouth slightly parted in surprise. “As in… a-a date?”

“Yep,” Buck says, punctuating it with a quick nod and popping his p. “So, what do you say?”

Eddie visually swallows hard, eyes flitting to behind Buck to look at Hen and Chimney. His face is growing red and Buck suddenly regrets asking in front of them. Eddie’s eyes slowly drift back to Buck’s, licking his lips nervously. “So I take you… uh… like me.”

Buck shouldn’t but he rolls his eyes. “Come on Eddie, we’re not high schoolers. Yeah, I’m attracted to you and I think you’re attracted to me.”

Eddie is still staring at him all wide-eyed and anxious. “I…”

“Eddie, chill,” Hen speaks up, coming up behind Buck and resting her chin on his shoulder. “We all know you two want to jump each other’s bones.”

“I’m sorry what?”

Hen ignores Eddie, continuing. “It’s not like it’s a secret. Everyone in the 118 knows. Hell, Bobby probably already has a wedding speech prepared.”

“A… wedding…”

“Yeah,” Chimney adds. “We already have a lesbian.” Chimney gestures to Hen and Hen smiles proudly back at him. “Why not add two bisexuals? Just say yes, Edmundo.”

“Okay,” Buck cuts in, deciding to save Eddie from this torment. The poor guy looks like he is about to self-combust from embarrassment, he’s so red. “Well, will you go on a date with me?”

Eddie is still obviously perplexed but instead of arguing further with inquiries, he says, “Yes?”

Buck ignores the fact that it sounded more like a question than an actual answer and smiles. “Great! I’ll pick you up tonight at eight.”

“Woah, do you already have a reservation?” Chimney asks him. “That’s pretty presumptuous of you, Buckaroo.”

Buck smiles smugly at Chimney and Hen. “That’s because I already knew he was going to say yes.”

“Okay, his ego is now overly inflated again,” Hen teases, walking towards the door. Before leaving, she turns back towards the two and says, genuinely, “Have fun you two.”

“Don’t screw it up!” Chimney calls over his shoulder while he, too, leaves.

Buck turns back to Eddie who is now looking like he’s short-circuited. “You okay?”

Eddie quickly snaps out of it, blinking away his confusion. “Yeah. Should I wear something nice tonight?”

“Nah,” Buck waves it off. “We’re just going to a bar.”

“But you said-”

“That was just to fool with them.” Buck chuckles. “I didn’t think you would want to go anywhere fancy.”

Eddie nods in appreciation. “Okay, then. Eight o’clock it is.” His eyes deliberately roam over Buck’s body. “Looking forward to it.”

Buck smiles at him and it makes Eddie smile in turn. “Good.”

After picking Eddie up, they end up in their usual bar. In fact, the only thing different this night than any other night when just the two of them end up here, is the fact that now they both know that there is something more to it. There’s a different air to it, more romantic and heavily coated with want and affection for the other. They can now openly flirt with each other and know they are flirting with one another. They can hold hands and steal food from each of their plates and know what it means. It’s special in a way that before wasn’t. It makes Buck tremendously happy.

When they are done eating and drinking and dancing (Eddie refused to do Karaoke), they head outside to wait for their Uber. To Buck’s surprise and disappointment, it had started to rain sometime while they were in there. They both stand under the awning at the entrance to the bar, trying to stay dry.

Buck sighs. “Well if this isn’t a mood killer…”

Eddie shrugs from beside him. “I don’t know, I don’t mind it.”

“You don’t think it’s a bad omen?”

Eddie huffs a laugh. “Of course, you would believe in omens.”

“And what? You don’t?” Buck exclaims, following Eddie out into the rain to get out of the way of other patrons.

“No, I don’t.”

Buck tsks, throwing his hands out and watching as Eddie sits down on the curb. “And, of course, you don’t! I should have known that from someone who doesn’t believe in ghosts.” Eddie doesn’t comment on this and only shakes his head in amusement. Sighing again, Buck goes to sit next to Eddie. They’re already soaked through their clothes so sitting on the wet pavement shouldn’t matter. “Seriously, Eddie, you don’t think it raining on our first date is a bad sign do you?”

Eddie turns to him. “Buck, I promise the rain is not a bad sign.”

“Okay,” Buck says quietly and Eddie shakes his head again.

“We’ve been through a lot, Buck. If none of that has stopped us, a little rain certainly isn’t,” Eddie adds.

Buck gazes at Eddie, watching as the rain continues to soak his face. His bangs are plastered to his forehead and it’s adorable. Drops of water fall from Eddie’s eyelashes and roll down his cheeks. Some go over his mouth and Buck leans in to catch a stray drop that wedges itself in between Eddie’s top and bottom lip.

Eddie doesn’t hesitate in kissing him back softly, slowly moving their lips together. A hand comes up and slots itself on the back of Buck’s neck, pulling him in. Buck reaches up, puts a hand on the side of Eddie’s face, and presses further in, deepening the kiss.

So maybe kissing in the rain is cliché as hell. So what? It’s not like Buck had purposely asked Eddie out on a date and then after that date, they got stuck waiting for an Uber out in the rain and that was when Buck had the great idea to have his first kiss with Eddie. No. Not at all…

Just because it just happened to be like that, doesn’t mean it’s Buck’s fault. He swears!

He really couldn’t have planned this at all. It helps that he didn’t actually look at the weather report before he had decided to ask Eddie. So, yes, not Buck’s fault that this turned into one of the most cliché kisses he has ever had in his entire life.

Not that he’s complaining.

When they pull apart, Eddie is smiling at him. “Our Uber’s here.”

“Oh,” Buck says, slightly dazed. He wants to keep kissing Eddie, had loved the feel of it.

“Stay the night?”

A smile tugs at Buck’s mouth as they both stand. He reaches out and grabs ahold of Eddie’s hand, linking their fingers together. “I would love to.”

They don’t let go of one another the whole way back to Eddie’s and when they arrive back at his place, well… Buck will just say his night gets better from there.

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A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one!! Thank you for reading!

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