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Fictober22 - 4. How would that even work?

fandom: 911

ship: Buck x Eddie

Words: 1027

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Note: Does the fic fit the prompt or does the fic make sense? No idea. Do I care? No, because I had fun writing it haha

I wanted to write a couch fic since I saw the first episode of s6 but haven't gotten around to it haha so here it is 😁

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“It can’t be this difficult to choose a couch.” Eddie complained when Buck found something to complain about in the very last couch available in the store. “You didn’t like a single one?”

“Nope.” he just shrugged. “I told you, I don’t wanna pick the wrong one.”

“It’s just a couch.” Eddie repeated he didn’t know which time, even though once again he was pretty sure this was about more than just a couch. The way Bucky kept saying that with that look on his face, and looking straight into Eddie’s eyes… you can’t blame Eddie for having some hope. “If you don’t want one, then just don’t buy it.”

“I never said I didn’t want one.” Buck immediately responded, once again giving Eddie that look and a small smile. Eddie’s heartbeat sped up, damn Buck and that adorable face of his. Did he mean what Eddie thought he did?

“You’re so confusing.” Eddie muttered, shaking his head, as they exited the store and started walking towards Buck’s car. Then, a little louder, he added: “Well, even if you want a couch, you still don’t have to buy one.” he was half-joking, half-testing his theory.

“What?” Buck stopped walking and looked at him with confusion, and Eddie felt his face heat up. If he got this wrong and he was about to make a fool out of himself in the parking lot of this furniture store, he’d love for the earth to open up and swallow him.

“I have a couch.” he just said, tone teasing, trying to be as casual about it as ever.

“I’m aware?” Bucky still looked confused and amused. But there was something more in his eyes that made Eddie decide to keep going with the ‘joke’. “I still don’t.”

“I’m just saying, if you really absolutely need a couch, we can share.” he joked, starting to walk to the car again. Not looking at Buck made it easier to keep his tone light. Because in reality he was very serious about this. “You basically live with us anyway, you can just move in instead of wasting money on a new couch.” he had no idea why he went there, but it was true. So much of Buck’s stuff was at his place, he would spend the night all the time and leave it, not to mention that time he was taking care of Christopher when Eddie was at the hospital… Besides, his home was Buck’s for years now. Even just as friends, they could move in together. It wasn’t weird to suggest, was it? God, what if it was? He needed to stop questioning himself, no one made him as nervous as Buck did.

“What?” he heard Buck’s confused voice again. “How would that even work? You have two bedrooms. I’m not living on the couch.” his tone was jocular now, too, but there was an edge to it. When Eddie sneaked a glance at him, he saw his half-nervous, half-hopeful expression that he was trying to hide under amusement. Eddie knew him too well, though. And Buck knew him, too… which meant any try at a cool and casual approach to this conversation was probably futile, because Buck could always see right through him. They were best friends, no matter what. So, Eddie didn’t have to hide anything, and on the off chance he was mistaken, it wouldn’t change their relationship.

“We can work something out.” he said earnestly, a smirk on his face, with a wink in Buck’s direction. Still trying to be cool, but also subtly flirting. He didn’t know how well that worked though, because he was so nervous he could hear mostly just his heart hammering in his chest. He was being ridiculous, they’d be fine no matter what.

“I can’t tell if you’re being serious or not.” Buck answered after a moment of just staring at each other. There was a hint of a smile on his face, a happy, genuine one, that Eddie was in love with. Well, he was in love with Buck, but that smile was one of his favorites.

“That depends on what your answer is.”

“If you’re saying what I think- what I hope you’re saying…” Buck’s eyes were on Eddie’s, as if trying to find answers to how Eddie felt. “I think moving in together is a little fast, don’t you? Take me out to dinner first.” he added teasingly, but he was serious. Eddie could see it in his eyes. Eddie also felt embarrassed that he was less nervous to ask Buck to literally move in with him and his son, than to just simply ask him out on a date. Wow, what a dumbass he was.

“Okay, true.” Eddie chuckled, nervously rubbing his neck. “What can I say, you make me nervous.”

“Nervous? Eds, we’re best friends.” Buck laughed, smiling fondly. “You never have to be nervous about anything with me.”

“I know. It’s different, though. I didn’t want to- I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” he admitted, looking down at the asphalt.

“You won’t. Just ask me.”

“Why don’t you ask me?” Eddie challenged, looking back at Buck. His stomach was still in knots, but now it was just excitement. Before, he was scared of rejection and making things weird. Now, he could be sure.

“You started the topic!”

“Fine.” Eddie rolled his eyes, then looked Buck straight into the eyes, and said: “Buck, will you go on a date with me?”

“Of course, Eddie.” he answered, his expression melting from amusement to pure joy and fondness. “But now we have to go.” he looked at his watch. “We gotta pick Chris up soon.”

“Right. Yeah. Let’s go.” They grinned at each other one more time, then finally walked to the car, as they were still in the middle of the parking lot of the furniture store, of all places.

Eddie couldn’t believe that it finally happened, it turned out Buck felt the same way, and now they were officially going on a date, starting a whole new chapter in their relationship. And it’s all because Buck couldn’t pick a couch. Well, maybe he found one.

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