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princessfbi · 5 days

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#9, the uncomfortable car ride because everything hurts, has me 👀👀👀

It definitely seems like a situation the boys would find themselves in

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It shouldn’t have been Eddie who was there. Well, if there was any moment where Buck was uncomfortable or hurt and not feeling well or generally anything beyond a shade of fine, Eddie dared anyone to try and keep him from Buck’s side but that wasn’t the point!

Eddie shouldn’t have been there. Comforting Buck and being the solid weight to fall on was Tommy’s job now.

Eddie had told Buck that nothing would change between them. Buck liking men didn’t change how Eddie viewed him: kind, brave, bright, wonderful.

Beautiful.

No. No, Eddie was with Marisol. He was with Marisol whom he could see a real future with if he didn’t get in his own way. He was just starting to figure out life and he wasn’t about to throw all that carefully constructed balance now just because Buck lit up brighter than the goddamn sun whenever Tommy walked into the room.

The barely there whine slipped past Buck’s bloodless lips and he writhed in the seat next to him. His legs bunched up like he wanted to curl them into his chest and hide behind his knees. But the movement just dragged out a sharp gasp as agony rippled through Buck until he was shaking with beads of sweat dragging down droplets from his temples. Whether it was from the pain, the fever, or a combination of both, Eddie couldn’t be sure.

But he was damn sure that he had no business being the one to put his hand on Buck’s knee and squeezing, offering what little comfort he could while he drove through traffic.

Cold, clammy hands curled around his wrist and held on like it was the only thing keeping Buck from tumbling over the edge.

“Hurts.” Buck got out between clenched teeth that chattered periodically from the pain.

“I know,” Eddie said, his thumb sweeping soft caresses on Buck’s knee because it was about the only thing he could do. That and drive as fast as he could navigate his truck in downtown LA. “We’re almost there.”

Buck tipped and before Eddie could realize what was happening, his head was resting on Eddie’s bicep as his arms curled around Eddie’s forearm. The tilt was awkward and Buck looked like he was about the pass out without Eddie keeping him propped up. The small sigh of relief slid out of Buck for just a second before he was tense and uncomfortable again. But it was a second of relief Eddie would take.

He ignored the way his heart seemed to do a series of somersaults in his chest.

He had to. Because it shouldn’t have been there. Buck had Tommy. Tommy, who was in the air and would drop everything to come running when he saw Eddie’s voicemail when he landed.

Eddie knew that. Just like he knew that Buck’s appendix was probably coming out that night.

That didn’t make it any easier though and Eddie didn’t think he was ready to know why.

#eddie diaz #evan buckley #tommy kinard #buddie #bucktommy #my fic writing #pining eddie diaz #underwaterninja13 #royal decree #prompt game

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shortsighted-owl · 1 year

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‘It's so clear now that you are all that I have,

I have no fear cos you are all that I have.

It's so clear now that you are all that I have,

I have no fear cos you are all that I have.’

- All that I have, Snow Patrol

#Buddie #buddie edit #evan buckley #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #the buckley diaz family #buck x eddie #911 on fox #911 season 6 #911 season 6b #911 edit #owl edits #owl hoots #pining eddie diaz

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lemotmo · 18 days

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Three years - lemotmo - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

I had to do it. I had to write about pining and hurting Eddie. I can't shake the headcanon that Eddie knows how he feels about Buck.

It's written in two hours, so it might be rough, but I don't care. You can read it here or on AO3. Enjoy!

Three years

“Eddie, where are you going? Are you—” Athena called out.

Eddie rushed out of the garden and into the house, quickly gathering his things in the living room, before walking out of the front door. He didn’t want anyone to talk to him. He wasn’t interested in their questions. He wouldn’t know how to answer them anyway. What could he tell them?

A lie? That he wasn’t feeling well and he just needed to go home to sleep it off?

Bobby and Athena would understand, the others would say goodbye before Athena would guide him out and say goodnight. They would all buy it. But Buck wouldn’t. He knew him so much better than that.

Or the truth? That the sight of Buck and Tommy sitting together, holding hands, kissing and whispering silly little things to each other that made them laugh, made the bile rise in his gut?

He couldn’t possibly explain any of that to anyone, because for two months now he had been choking on it, walking around with a big fake grin on his face, always overly cheerful, nauseatingly happy and positive and attentive when each morning Buck would waltz into the station, floating on clouds and love and—Tommy. Every single day he would share a funny thing Tommy did or he would gush about one of the man’s romantic gestures. Chimney, Hen and Bobby always indulged him with happy smiles on their faces. And he tried, Eddie really tried. He did his best to plaster on that same smile, to be happy for Buck— and even Tommy, because he was a great guy. And he was obviously so good for Buck. He wined and dined him and treated him the way Buck deserved to be treated. He even called him ‘Evan’. Something he had only dared to do twice. Bottom line—he was perfect. Tommy was the perfect boyfriend.

And it pissed him off.

The moment he reached his car, he heard footsteps running down the driveway. “I don’t want to talk Buck,” he said, as he frantically started searching his pockets for his car keys.

“Wrong firefighter,” Hen replied.

Eddie sighed and leaned his forehead up against the car window. No escape now. Hen was stubborn. She wouldn’t just let this go.

“Hen—”

“No,” Hen interrupted, “I am talking now, Eddie. You want to tell me what that was all about? Because I’ve known you for a long time now and what you just pulled in there? That’s not you. You don’t just walk out without saying goodbye to everyone.”

“I’m just—not feeling well,” Eddie replied, grateful for the car that was holding him up. He was so tired.

“No, I’m not buying that Eddie. The last couple of weeks, at work, I’ve slowly seen you withdraw within yourself. You stopped interacting with us, especially Buck. You do your best to put up a smile, but it just doesn’t look real. What is going on with you? Are you unhappy at work?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it Hen.” Eddie finally turned around to face her and leaned back heavily against the truck. “It’s not important anyway.”

“Eddie.” Hen looked him in the eye, obviously concerned. “Talk to me.”

Eddie chuckled miserably before pushing away from the car. “You want me to talk? Fine, I’ll talk.” He took a deep breath and looked down at the ground, unable to look her in the eye anymore. “Three years Hen. Three fucking years!” He spit it out, looking up again, anger in his eyes.

Hen didn’t say anything, but it was clear that she didn’t understand.

And Eddie was frustrated. He was so fucking frustrated over this entire fucked up situation he found himself in. He had been such a colossal idiot.

“Three years ago I got shot in broad daylight,” he started, “and Buck was standing right in front of me. For a split second I saw his face get covered in blood—my blood. But at that moment I didn’t realise. I saw the blood and I thought—someone shot Buck. Someone dared to shoot this wonderful man. And later, as I was laying on the asphalt, bleeding out, reaching for him, being saved by him, I couldn’t help but realise what an idiot I had been to not see what had been right in front of me for such a long time.”

“Eddie,” Hen said, surprise colouring her voice, “Are you— are you in love with Buck?”

Eddie sighed and looked at her. “What gave me away?” He joked, pain evident in his voice. “You know what the worst thing is? When I woke up in the hospital I vowed to myself that I wouldn’t let this chance go by and I would tell him as soon as I was strong enough. Hell, he was already in my will anyway, so it would have made sense.

Hen’s eyes widened when she heard about the will. “Your will?”

“Yeah, if anything happens to me, Christopher will go to Buck.”

Hen gasped.

Eddie smiled at her. “Surprise!” He wistfully looked back at the house for a moment. “Anyway, now you know.”

“What happened after the hospital?” Hen asked.

Eddie gathered his thoughts for a moment, letting the memories flow through him. “The last day I was in hospital he told me that he and Taylor and gotten together and that he was sure it was going to work out this time.” He briefly allowed himself to feel the pain of that moment again, before locking it away where it had come from. “So, I stayed with Ana until I just couldn’t anymore. It felt wrong. Buck was still with Taylor and when he finally broke up with Taylor—Well, by then I wasn’t in a very good place to make any big decisions, so I told myself there would be plenty of time later. I waited and waited, until last year. I had gone to therapy, felt better than ever and I thought—now is the time. Of course, then he got hit by lightning and—”

“He almost died,” Hen finished.

“Yeah.” Eddie nodded. “One of the absolute worst times in my life. To see Buck, who is normally so full of life and happiness, just lying there, motionless, unresponsive. I could hardly bring myself to walk into his room.”

“But he recovered.” Hen said. “Why didn’t you tell him then?”

“I was going to. We were closer than ever. Getting along better than ever. I felt like we were finally on the same page. I even took him on a date to a poker game—although in hindsight, he probably had no idea we were on a date.”

“Which is very Buck of him,” Hen added. “You need to spell things out for that man. Otherwise he won’t get it.”

“Yeah, I was all set to tell him when a wild death doula appeared,” Eddie said, sighing deeply. “He looked me right in the eye and told me: ‘She sees me’. As if I hadn’t been there all the time, right in front of him, seeing every single thing about him, understanding him in ways he doesn’t even understand himself.” He shook his head. “That’s when I decided to give up on him and move on. I convinced myself that it had all been in my head and the little signs of interest I saw were just figments of my imagination. A while later I bumped into Marisol at the store and—well, you know how disastrous that ended.”

Hen bit her lip. “And now he’s with Tommy.”

Eddie swallowed. “Yeah,” he choked out, “he was so happy about it when he told me Hen. You should have seen him. He was practically beaming. He confided in me that Tommy had kissed him and it had illuminated his world.” He smiled, lost in the memory. “He looked so happy and all I could think about was—” By now he was so overwhelmed by emotion that he barely managed to get the words out. “Why not me? You know?”

Hen made a soft soothing sound and reached out towards him, but Eddie stepped out of her reach. He didn’t want her pity. “And this time it really seems to be the real deal. Buck has never looked as happy in a relationship as he does in this one. Tommy is clearly doing something right, the way he always manages to catch his attention.”

Hen nodded and softly added, “It is kinda hard to miss how much Buck lights up whenever Tommy walks into the room.”

Tears welled up in his eyes. “And How can I possibly deny him this Hen? How can I possible come in between that happiness and destroy it? I can’t. Buck deserves this. He deserves the best—and if the best is Tommy—well, then I’ll suck it up and be happy for him. I’ll plaster on the fake smile for the rest of my life if I have to.”

“But Eddie,” Hen softly said, “What if, for Buck, being with you is even better for him than the best?”

Eddie wiped the tears away with his sleeve and shook his head. “Nah, I’ve never been the best for anyone or anything Hen.”

“Eddie,” Hen started. But Eddie cut her off. “No, don’t—I’ve made up my mind. It’s hard sometimes, seeing them together, but time heals all wounds right? I’m sure that, eventually, I’ll be able to be in the room with them without wanting to destroy something. But, today is not that day. I had to get out of that room Hen. I couldn’t just sit there, watching the intimacy between them without imagining that—"

“It was you instead of Tommy sitting next to Buck?”

“Yeah.”

Hen regarded him for a moment. “I’ll go back in and tell them that you felt really sick and didn’t want to ruin the lovely evening by hurling all over the carpet.”

Eddie breathed in deeply, feeling relieved. “Thanks Hen. Tell them goodnight from me, okay?”

“Will do. But Eddie, hold on.” She walked up to him and reached for his hands. She gently squeezed them as she looked him in the eye. “Never let anyone tell you that you’re not good enough. Buck would be lucky to have a man like you loving him.”

Eddie smiled at her and briefly squeezed back in thanks, before letting go. He had finally located his car keys and unlocked the door. As he got in the car, he hesitated for a second. “Hen, what I told you—”

“Say no more. My lips are sealed. I promise.”

“Thanks,” he said, before getting in. A minute later he was gone, but Hen didn’t move a muscle.

“How long have you been standing there?!” She angrily called out into the night, slowly turning around towards the driveway of Athena’s house. There was no answer.

“Don’t try to hide from me. I know you’re there Buck!”

Buck slowly emerged from behind one of the plants in the front garden, a baffled look plastered all over his face. He looked as white as a sheet.

“How much of that have you heard?” Hen asked, her anger floating away. Buck looked about ready to faint.

“E-everything,” he replied. “I followed you guys outside about a minute later. But then I heard you and Eddie talking and I didn’t want to interrupt and then it registered what he was talking about and I didn’t want to show myself anymore, because that would have been so awkward and—”

“Buck,” Hen interrupted. “Take a breath and sit down for a moment. You look a hair’s breadth away from falling over.”

Buck breathed in deeply and sat down on the curb. He looked up at Hen, lost and confused.

“What do I do now Hen?” He asked.

“Now you make a choice Buck. The cards are all out on the table. All you need to do is make a decision.”

“But, how do I do that?”

“That’s not for me to decide,” she softly added. “But know that, whatever decision you make, someone will get deeply hurt in the process. It will take time for them to heal. And the longer you wait, the more it will hurt. So, don’t wait too long.” She took a deep breath. “I’m going back inside. I’m sure Karen is starting to wonder where I am.” She slowly turned towards the house and made her way back inside.

Buck didn’t follow for a long time.

#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 fic #911 abc #jealous Eddie Diaz #pining Eddie Diaz #henrietta wilson

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loserdiaz · 2 years

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pining eddie is so personal to me...

#hiii guess who's back on her bs??!!?! ME !!!!#i've been so inactive but now i want to catch up to my silly little gay show about gay firefighters #also here's a gif text post ??? idk #pls don't let me flop i wanna come back #911onabc #911 on fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #evan buck buckley #edmundo diaz #911 buck #buddie #911 #pining eddie diaz #buddieedit #911 show #911 season 5 #911edit

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fromxxthexxashes · 3 months

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With Great Power Comes Great Pining (10485 words) by Princessfbi Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Bobby Nash, Howie "Chimney" Han, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson Additional Tags: Pining Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Eddie Diaz Loves Evan "Buck" Buckley, Soft Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Soft Evan "Buck" Buckley, Mind Reading, Post lightning strike, Protective Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Fluff and Humor, idiots to lovers, Buck just forced into having to listen to Eddie saying nice things about him, Embarrassed Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie's just really gone for him, Telepathy Summary:

It was the lightning strike. That had to be it. It was the only logical conclusion. Though, when it comes to being able to suddenly read people’s minds, Buck supposed there wasn’t a whole lot of logic involved.

Well… Not people. Just... One person’s mind.

Just… Eddie’s mind.

Notes: A nice little one-shot that features Buck and Eddie being absolutely head over heels for each other, behaving like the idiots in love that they are.

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fangirlforlife97 · 18 days

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Not gonna lie I'm gonna be extremely disappointed if we don't get a canon gay or bi Eddie who fell first and has been secretly in love with Buck for a long while!! I feel story wise and acting wise, whether it was intention or not Ryan has been playing Eddie that way. I at least hope so anyways!? Besides, even though I assume him and Buck both have been in love with each other for awhile, lately I've been assuming Eddie already had his feelings realization?! Not to mention I've heard some speculation or rumors that the writers might have Eddie appear "straighter than normal" in the next episode and that'll be incredibly disappointing too. Getting canon bi Buck wasn't in the way I was expecting but it was really great and I enjoyed it. I just hope and wish we get one half of the ship in the way we want. I DON'T WANT A REALIZATION FOR EDDIE, I WANT A CONFIRMATION INSTEAD!!!!!!

#pining eddie diaz #jealous eddie diaz #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 abc #911 speculation #911 wishlist #I know i shouldnt really complain as long as we get buddie but still it'd be nice to get it in some way we are hoping or i am hoping anyways #!

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evanbuckleyrecs · 7 months

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Title: Traded

Written by: Princessfbi

Rated: M

Category: M/M

Relationship: Buck/Eddie, Maddie/Chimney, Athena/Bobby

Warnings: none

Tags: Alrernate Universe - Hockey, Alrernate Universe, Alternate Universe - Bar/Pub, Bartender Eddie Diaz, Hockey Player Evan Buckley, First Meetings, Social Media, Possessive Evan Buckley, Protective Maddie Buckley, Protective Eddie Diaz, Jealous Eddie Diaz, Getting Together, Soft Evan Buckley, Soft Eddir Diaz, Mutual Pining, Eddie Diaz Needs a Hug, Pining, Pining Eddie Diaz, Pining Evan Buckley, Flirting, Humor, Sassy Eddie Diaz

Words: 23732

Summary:

Really, it was Lena’s fault. She’d been the one to demand a video when Eddie had finally caved and sent an SOS to the group chat asking if anyone was willing to trade.

“Is anyone interested in trading jerseys with me? Preferably for a smaller size,” Eddie had said because knowing his coworkers, one of them would’ve been a smart ass and gave him an even bigger size. “I ordered an XL because I’m usually a XL but… the way it fits makes me look like I’m fucking one of the players.”

Eddie wasn't trying to go viral. He just wanted to trade his jersey. But then something called Booktok got involved.

Bartender!Eddie Diaz x Hockey Player!Evan Buckley

My notes: GO READ THIS RIGHT NOW!!! I JUST FINISHED IT AND OH MY GIVKING GOD IT IS AMAZING!!! I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC SKSKSKSMS

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caroandcats · 1 month

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(beyond friendship)

#pining eddie era is still real to me #thank you mr guzman #911 spoilers #911 #buddie #buddieedit #eddie diaz #evan buckley #*mine #911edit

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lover-of-mine · 2 months

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buck2eddie · 3 months

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it's tearing me apart, it's ruining everything.

#back in my b&w era. sorry i just love it it looks like an older film and i love the vibes #anyways pining eddie nation where you at!!!#buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddieedit #911 abc #911edit #lyrics #m*edits

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bilosan · 1 year

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buddie + mutual pining

(9-1-1 // gif prompts)

#911edit #buddieedit #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #911 fox #911 on fox #mutual pining #gif prompts #vicgifs

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oopstheregoesthatlifeofmine · 1 year

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possibly controversial opinion but i don’t necessarily want buddie together by the season finale

nah instead i want buddie canon, i.e. reveal of feelings to the audience but not yet to each other

like… season finale, a newly married chim is encouraging eddie to keep getting out there and then he says something like ‘i already know what i want’

camera cut to buck, then back again and chimney’s like ‘ohhh i get it now’ and just pats him on the back and doesn’t say anything else, cause buck’s crush on eddie is bigger than the sun

then boom season finale ends, hiatus for however many months it is

like can you imagine the chaos?? everyone would lose their minds

i dunno, i’m still gonna be ecstatic if buddie gets together by 6x18, but this is my dream, my vision if you like

#plus then we get the joy of a canonically pining eddie for season 7 #118 shenanigans trying to get them together #chris and carla secretly plotting #the possibilities are endless #buddie #911 #911 fox #…actually not anymore i guess #911 abc #is that the new tag we’re using now?#evan buckley #eddie diaz #6x18 #6x18 spec #911 6b

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loserdiaz · 1 year

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because, evan— by pining idiot, eddie diaz.

#i usually don't write poems (never) so pls be nice #i know it's not that good but i like it and i wanted to post it #pining eddie diaz #pining eddie my beloved #this is the result of rewatching the shooting episode and reading some incredibly beautiful and painful poetry that inspired me #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan buck buckley #buck x eddie #buddie #buddie x poetry #buddie poem #poetry #my writing #april writes

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iamharryhale · 6 months

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Albert: Hey Buckaroo, what’s the colour of Eddie’s hair?

Buck: Oh, inky black like the darkest night, and has a slight sheen that reminds me of a raven’s obsidian feathers, and when the sun bounces off—

Albert: Mm-hmm. What’s the colour of Maddie’s hair?

Buck: Brown.

#incorrect 911 quotes #incorrect 911 #evan buckley #buddie #incorrect buddie quotes #incorrect buddie #eddie diaz #buddie 911 #buck x eddie #evan x eddie #they are idiots but they are in love your honor #buck is in love with eddie #pining #buck albert bestiesm #buck and albert are besties #albert han

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fangirlforlife97 · 20 days

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Me thinking of all the jealous, pining, petty, Eddie Diaz content we could end up with after he finds out about Buck, and Buck & Tommy:

The potential of it all and not to mention Buck x Tommy. IT'S GONNA BE GREAT!!!!

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chronicowboy · 7 days

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every part of you (simple as that) | 2.8k

"Do you ever think about having kids?" The words fall from Buck's lips the moment Tommy returns from the bar with their beers. He flounders a little, mouth opening and closing like he can suck the words back in. To his credit, Tommy only blinks in surprise and takes a second too long to unwrap his fingers from the neck of the bottle when Buck reaches for it.

"Uh, no, not really," he says carefully, evenly. And Buck's only the tiniest bit disappointed that it doesn't fluster the man more. Tommy just joins him in leaning against the railing of the gazebo, hip and shoulder solid points of contact that Buck relishes in. The warm, strong weight of Tommy against him soothing the pacing dog in his chest. "I mean, I used to. When I still thought I was straight." He huffs a little laugh at himself, and Buck shares in it. A new feeling, wistful amusement. The years lost to a question you never thought to ask, or one you couldn't find the courage to answer. "It's what you do, you know? You find a nice woman, you get married, you have kids."

"Mm," Buck hums ins agreement, taking a sip of his own beer. It's a thought he's had countless times, a thought he continues to have, but now it's not always a woman standing up there at the altar with him. "You don't think about it now?"

"I never really considered it. Not with the job and everything." Tommy sighs, deep and heavy, before turning to face Buck head on. Something raw and vulnerable creeps into his eyes, and Buck finds himself standing a little steadier ready to catch whatever fragile thing Tommy is about to hand him. "The army, firefighting, Harbour. My mortality has never been a sticking point for me. I was always thinking: well, if I die, I die."

Buck sucks in a sharp breath, the words slicing through his skin like shards of a mirror long since shattered, settling in his gut like a stone of dread. How many times had he thought the exact same? How many times will he have to pay for his own carelessness by caring for someone he could lose so easily?

"I've made sure to live a life that would leave very little behind," Tommy continues. "Or I had. Until recently."

"Oh, yeah?" Buck raises an eyebrow, heart skipping once then twice. "What changed?"

"I think..." Tommy's voice is low as he sways into Buck's space. "I think I found something to stick around for."

(OR: buck comes out to chris at the wedding)

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