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“Alright,” Eddie shrugs, laissez-faire. He pulls Buck’s plate to the center of the table; pushes his own forward in kind. Then he begins a drawn-out circus routine of plucking an olive at a time up and out of the bowl and plopping them onto their respective dishes, one by one.
The delicate, repetitive movement of Eddie’s pinched fingers reminds Buck of picking the petals off of flowers. He loves me. He loves me not. He love—
An olive hits him square in the forehead.
“There,” Eddie says, resolute, as the pitted projectile tumbles to the ground at Buck’s feet. “Equal treatment.”
Or: Buck, Eddie, and the olive theory. Well, in theory.
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13 Jun 2026
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"Are you married?”
Christopher coughed so hard he nearly dropped his phone.
Buck choked on nothing.
Eddie said, “No.”
Theo turned to Buck. “Why?”
Buck’s mouth opened.
Eddie got there first. “Because you have to ask someone before you marry them.”
Theo considered this.
Then he looked at Buck. “Did you ask?”
“No,” Buck said quickly.
Theo looked at Eddie. “Did you ask?”
“No.”
“Why?”
Christopher whispered, “Great question.”
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06 Jun 2026
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“Hey, Diaz? Take it from someone who’s been there — it’s not as scary as you think it’ll be.”
Eddie frowns. He glances at Buck, as if Buck has any idea what Tommy is talking about. “What’s not?”
“I like to think I’m uniquely positioned to say it’s worth it.”
Or, Buck is not in love with his best friend, and Eddie is super straight. For sure. Definitely.
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03 Jun 2026
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Buck watches him, something bitter and almost wounded flashing across his face before it hardens again. “Would it have been easier if it was a woman?” he asks quietly. “If it was some petite, feminine figure with her knees pinned up, getting fucked so hard I made her forget her own name—”
“Buck.”
Buck leans in until Eddie can feel the heat off his body, smell the alcohol on his breath, the unfamiliar cologne lingering on his collar. “Or is that what’s eating at you? That it wasn’t a woman? That it was a guy, but it just wasn’t you.”
Or,
Buck calls Eddie out on his shit.Series
- Part 1 of a coward's first taste of courage
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28 May 2026
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Has Eddie ever thought about this?
The question first hit him as he drove to clear his head, somewhere between his apartment and the freeway, and it hasn’t let up since. It’s needling at him like an itch he can’t reach, impossible to ignore, impossible to forget.
Has Eddie ever looked at another man and wondered? Has he ever felt that slow, curious burn that’s crawling its way up Buck’s throat right now? Has he ever, holy fuck… has he ever looked at Buck and wondered?
He needs to know.
No.
He needs to show him.
Or; What if after Tommy kisses Buck, his only thought is I want to do this with Eddie.
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04 May 2026