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“Buck told you we were divorced?” Eddie practically spits out, his lips doing a weird thing as if he doesn't know if he should laugh, cry, or curse her out.
“No! Well— I kinda assumed? I mean— It was implicit?” She tries to defend herself. “I didn't mean to sleep with your husband! I swear! I would never— That's just not the kind of person I am, y’know?”
Eddie, for the first time since Jules’ met him five minutes ago, seems flustered and at a loss for words. Jules, like the coward she is, takes that as her cue to get the hell out of there, slamming the door behind her and just starting to walk until she's far away from that house.
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Buck's one night stand is a genius, actually, and she has no idea what she just unleashed.Bookmarked by strandy
13 Jun 2026
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“All these years, I tried to,” she says, pausing to inhale. “Set you up, and I didn’t know.”
Eddie’s stomach turns. His eyes are on the road like someone’s glued them open—he’s not blinking, and he grips the wheel a little tighter. “Didn’t, uh. Didn’t know what?”
“Aye, mi Mundo. That your heart already belonged to someone.”
...or, Eddie stops running.
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13 Jun 2026
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“Listen, Eddie,” Buck's voice is small, and his head is dipped in submission, eyes locked on Eddie through his lashes. It's maddening to watch. “About last night… I'm really–”
Eddie has closed the space between them before he even fully realises, and then Buck's face is in his hands and he's kissing the stupid apology right out of his mouth.
(aka - an 8x17 coda where seeing buck slot back into the diaz family Does Something™ to eddie)
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13 Jun 2026
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Buck drops to his knees on the harsh, unforgiving tile of the kitchen floor, and he prays that Eddie follows him into that dark, depraved abyss.
“Fuck,” Eddie mutters, hand still firmly planted on Buck’s shoulder. His other hand drops to Buck’s other shoulder, fingers digging in tightly, white-knuckled and clinging. Buck blinks up at him, slow and dreamy, chest heaving and mouth dropped open. His face is flushed red, open and vulnerable, and he tries to convey everything with just his eyes: tell me to stop. Tell me I’m making a fool of myself. Tell me to get up and I’ll listen.
Eddie’s expression screws up, eyes squeezing shut, and he frantically nods, encouraging Buck with a two-handed squeeze.
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13 Jun 2026
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Buck wants to make everything better. Eddie gives him a little bit of what he needs.
Or: the 8x17 kitchen fight, but hornier.
Bookmarked by strandy
13 Jun 2026