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    Eddie says, desperately, “We weren’t doing anything.”

    Christopher looks at Buck. “Were you about to kiss him?”

    Buck’s face goes bright red in a way Eddie didn’t know Buck’s face could go. “No!”

    Christopher looks at Eddie. “Were you about to let him?”

    Eddie’s whole body heats. “No.”

     

    Or five times they were just friends and one time they weren’t

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    “Oh,” Eddie yells after him, tone almost mocking. “So that’s it? You’re just going to walk away?”

    Buck stops, biting down on his cheek. He knows, distantly, that they’re making a scene. That everyone who isn’t actively putting what’s left of the fire out can see and hear everything they’re saying. He sighs. “I don’t know why you’re so pissed,” he mutters, twisting back around to face him just in time to see Eddie’s eyebrows rise high up on his forehead.

    “You don’t know why I’m pissed?” Eddie asks, stepping towards him.

    Shit. He needs to walk away before this blows up. They’re one throw away comment from explosion.

    Buck whips back around, taking a step towards the engine and away from Eddie. “That’s what I said,” he calls over his shoulder. Which—maybe, isn’t the thing to say to cool things down.

    But—

    “I’m pissed,” Eddie shouts back, voice frayed and desperate, “Because I fucking love you.”

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    21 Jun 2026

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    “What, uh,” Buck says, stopping at the top of the stairs. “What’s going on here?”

    Sam steps around the island, grinning, “Hey, man! I made spaghetti to thank everyone for the warm welcome. Want me to make you a plate?”

    Warm? Welcome?

    For the guy who lied to a room full of bureaucrats who were ready to fire Chimney over it?

    A clink of silverware hitting porcelain drags Buck’s confused glare back to the table, as four other sets of silverware follow after it. Like a wind chime of betrayal, ringing the bitter song of the 118’s treachery, their silverware sings with shame.

    At least, that’s what it sounds like to Buck.

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    Or, Buck catches Sam cooking for the 118.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    “I have loved you,” Buck said, “across fires, floods, earthquakes, mistaken identities, one brief period where everyone believed I was a secret prince, and the unfortunate week when you were cursed by a jealous botanist.”

    Eddie’s mind snagged. “A what?”

    “But even if all that vanished,” Buck continued fiercely, “even if every memory burned away, I would love you still. In this life. In the next. In whatever strange world dares to separate us and call itself real.”

    or Eddie wakes up in a telenovela coma dream

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    13 May 2026

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    Buck’s hands were roughened and slightly reddened across the knuckles, like he’d been chopping wood or working outside without gloves. There was a fading bruise near his wrist, yellow at the edges. His eyes were bloodshot. There was an unevenness to the stubble along his jaw where he’d either stopped caring halfway through shaving or never started. All surface details. None of them what Eddie actually wanted to know.

    How bad is it today? How often do you hurt? What happens at three in the morning when the cabin gets too quiet and your head gets too loud. Do you still count the hours since the last pill or has that stopped meaning anything? When you said you needed space, did you mean from everyone or just from seeing what you’ve become reflected back in our faces?

    Buck shifted under the weight of the silence. “Say it.”

    Eddie frowned. “Say what?”

    “What you came all this way to say.”

    OR Buck leaves because he thinks he is a burden, Eddie follows.

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