congrats on 1.5k lovely!! u deserve it all and more! 🥳🥳 to celebrate, can i request 💃 + 75: kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing ?
KATE ILY SO VERY MUCH ENJOY THESE IDIOTS IN LOVE 🥰🥰🥰
(also on ao3)
“Oh no,” Ravi says — squeaks, almost — as he stares out of the locker room. He hasn’t looked this scared since — well, since the first time he dealt with Buck with a clipboard in his hands and a steely determination in his eyes.
“How does he always end up with one of those?” Hen says, looking over Ravi’s shoulder.
“Could we make a run for it?” Ravi whispers. “Hide out in the supply closet between calls?”
Eddie slams his locker door — not hard, just normally — and they both jump. “You know he’ll find you,” he says. He almost feels bad watching them deflate in defeat. “Best just to face him now.”
“Or,” Hen says as she turns towards him, a sweet but devious smile growing, “you could face him first for us.”
Ravi nods from behind her. “He likes you better anyway.”
“I should hope so.” Eddie looks over for himself and sees Buck talking very sternly with two new B shift probies, both of whom looked less pale during the high rise five alarm they faced a couple days ago.
He bites back a laugh. It’s kind of funny when you’re not the one on the business end of the clipboard.
“Fine,” he sighs back toward the other two. “But you guys are taking over my chores for the next week.”
“Deal,” Hen says. “You better hurry before Adams and Lazaro quit.”
He rolls his eyes as he heads toward the truck bay, coming up behind Buck as the probies scamper off with their tasks in hand, Buck’s yell of “I want those chairs in straight lines, you two!” following after them. Eddie places his hands on Buck’s hips, and when he whips around to face him, he can see curls coming out of their gelled hold and a flush high on Buck’s cheekbones he only gets when he’s genuinely stressed.
“There you are!” He doesn’t shake Eddie’s grip on his waist, but he brings the clipboard up right between them. “We still need to find the extra coolers and IV poles, and there should be an extra box of needles in the closet. Where are Hen and Ravi? I need them to go pick up the snacks, plus goody bags still need to be stuffed, and there’s also—”
Eddie doesn’t let him finish — he gently grabs his shoulders and pulls him forward, close enough to drop a kiss on his cheek, his nose, the other cheek, finally landing on his lips It’s gentle, just a reassurance, a reminder that Eddie is here to help and support him, even if he’s spiraling, and Eddie can tell this spiral is getting a little deep.
Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for Buck’s shoulders to relax underneath his palms, but there’s still something tensing his jaw when Eddie pulls away to look at him properly.
“Are you okay? You’re more drill sergeant-y than usual.”
Buck shrugs, and Eddie runs his hands down his arms to tangle their fingers together, ducking down to force him to meet his eye. “Buck,” he prods.
Buck sighs. “I’m fine.” He looks up, finally. “Just— Chimney ran this blood drive so well for so long, and he’s trusted me with it, and the pediatric hospital really needs us to hit our goal, and—“ He swallows, tips of his ears turning pink to match his cheeks. “I just want everything to go perfectly.”
Eddie pulls him in for another kiss, relieved to feel the hint of a smile against his lips. “It’s probably not going to be perfect,” he says as they break apart, and Buck looks close to murder again. “But,” he adds, “that doesn’t mean it won’t be great. You’re clearly putting your heart and soul into this. That’s what will make it a success.”
Buck scrunches his nose at him. “That was really cheesy.”
“I know,” Eddie smiles, “did it help?”
A matching smile. “Yeah.”
“Good.” Eddie kisses him one more time, for good measure, before peaking at the clipboard. “The coolers are out back, I’ll hose them down and bring them inside.”
“Thank you,” Buck says, standing taller and looking lighter. They both turn when they see Hen and Ravi come over, slowly, like they’re afraid to spook a sleeping bear.
“Hey guys,” Buck says in a distinctly less clipboard influenced tone of voice. “Do you mind doing a snack run? There’s an order of cookies ready at the store down the block, you should be able to get everything else there too.”
“Uh,” Hen says tentatively. “Sure?”
“Awesome, thanks so much for the help.” He checks the clipboard again, reaching out to squeeze Eddie’s hand one more time. “I’m gonna go find the extra needles, come find me when the coolers are set up?” Eddie nods and definitely does not preen at the sunny smile he gets in return.
But he does lean in to kiss Buck on the cheek again. “Love you,” he murmurs.
“Love you back,” Buck says. He disappears to the back supply closets, patting Hen and Ravi in the shoulders as he goes. They both gape after him for a minute before turning back to Eddie.
“You have got to teach us how to do that,” Ravi says.
“Sorry,” Eddie shrugs as he walks backward toward the garage door. “Husband privileges only.”
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