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Buck’s looking forward to this twenty-four hour shift— only because he saw this trend on TikTok where firefighters were calling different stations just to say goodnight. It made for some entertaining content so Buck wants to do it too.
He convinces Hen to film him calling stations when it’s nearing late so that he can appropriately do this trend. Bobby advises against it but Buck doesn’t care. His face and body in uniform on TikTok will get him numbers.
He calls station 217 first and ugh— the guy who picks up sucks. He doesn’t give Buck anything good to work with, annoying him and Hen in the process.
Buck hopes the next station will play with him a bit.
He has to call two before finally someone picks up at station 6.
“Station 6, this is Eddie Diaz,” the guy answers.
Why he lowkey sound hot as fuck though?
Buck leans forward at the desk he’s sitting at, and says, “Hi there, station 6,” not wanting to say this man’s full name while he’s being filmed. He’ll have to check if the phone is able to pick up on everything Eddie’s saying too. “This is Buck over at station 118. I’m just calling to say goodnight,” he says, looking over at the camera.
“Uh—“ Eddie stutters. Buck lets out a soft laugh. Eddie says, “That’s real sweet of you, Buck.”
Is he being flirty? His tone got a bit deeper there.
“Are you on an all nighter too?” Eddie asks before Buck can say anything.
“Yes, I’m thirteen hours into my shift,” Buck tells him.
“Same,” Eddie says, and Buck smiles softly. An alarm goes off so Eddie says, “Have a goodnight, Buck.”
Then the call ends.
Buck puts the phone down, and looks over at Hen still filming him. “They got a call,” he says before motioning for the phone back.
“That was weird,” Hen says, waves him off as she walks away.
That was weird because why did Eddie start casually chatting with him? Buck wonders if he sounds hot to Eddie the way Eddie sounds to him.
Buck shakes the thoughts away. He doesn’t know this man or his preferences— he’s probably straight.
Buck’s not sure if he’s actually straight the way he always thought he was. He’s realizing it might not be that normal for a straight man to fantasize about another man just because of how hot his voice sounded.
At Buck’s next overnight shift which is two days later, Buck decides to call station 6 again, hoping for Eddie to pick up— and this time he isn’t doing it for a TikTok.
“Station 6 this is Eddie Diaz,” Eddie picks up the call, and Buck finds it quite endearing that he says his full name.
“Hi there, Eddie,” Buck says, smiling.
He can hear a soft laugh before Eddie says, “Hi, Buck.”
He recognizes his voice.
“I was just calling to say goodnight,” Buck tells him, keeping up this ruse so that he can talk to him even just for a little.
Eddie chuckles. “How many other stations are you bothering? I saw the trend,” he tells him.
“I don’t know why but I didn’t peg you for someone on TikTok,” Buck says, ignoring his question.
“I’m not,” Eddie says. “My little cousin showed me.”
“That’s cute,” Buck says before realizing what he’s saying.
“So how many stations?” Eddie asks, not letting it go.
“Last time I called three but only one picked up then I called you,” Buck tells him honestly.
“Did you make it a TikTok?” Eddie asks.
Buck laughs softly, “No, no, I don’t know if I will.”
“So then, tonight…” Eddie trails off.
Well, he just got caught.
“Oh, uh—” Buck stutters out, letting out a soft, nervous laugh. Eddie lets out a soft laugh, Buck can imagine he’s smiling, teasing him. Buck laughs, “Shut up,” making Eddie laugh harder.
Buck really likes the sound of his laugh.
“I’m just teasing you,” Eddie tells him, confirming it for him.
Buck hates that he’s cheesing right now, talking into this old-timey dial phone, flirting with a man he’s never met before but he just knows is fine as fuck.
“Yeah, you are,” Buck flirts.
Eddie clears his throat softly. “So why’d you call, Buck?” Eddie asks, sounding a bit nervous himself.
“I wanted to hear your voice again,” Buck tells him honestly, not bothering to hide his intentions. They’ve never met before, there’s no real stakes, so he may as well shoot his shot, and if he doesn’t feel the same way then that’s that— Buck can just move on.
Buck can hear a sharp inhale from Eddie, which speeds up Buck’s heartbeat. “Who’s the tease now?” Eddie says, catching Buck off guard.
His heart pounds in his chest, he’s smiling so wide— he’s seconds away from kicking his feet and giggling. “Hmm, so you like hearing my voice too?” he asks softly.
“I do,” Eddie tells him just as softly.
Fuck, his voice is so hot when speaks in a deep, low tone.
“Mmm, you tryna get me in trouble at work? I’m—” Buck starts to say before their bell goes off. “Fuck,” he mutters.
“Be careful,” Eddie says, and it makes Buck’s heart swell.
“I will,” he says before adding a quick ‘bye and hanging up— rushing to get in the truck.
It’s another two whole days before Buck’s back at work overnight, and could call Eddie back at station 6. Someone else picks up and Buck’s never been so disappointed.
Buck goes home the next morning and goes right to sleep. He wakes up sometime later that afternoon to see a text from Bobby.
Bobby
Eddie Diaz over at station 6 called on the station phone asking to give you his number 213-456-7890
Buck
Thanks, Bobby 🙂
Bobby
I tried to recruit Diaz to the 118. He was top of his class.
Wait— Eddie could have been his coworker?
Buck puts a thumbs up to Bobby, not sure what to say about that right now, and decides to text Eddie.
Buck
Hey Eddie, it’s Buck
Eddie
Hi Buck, I’m glad the message got to you
Eddie
I was disappointed to not hear from you again last night
Buck
Oh yeah?
Buck
I called, no one answered
Eddie
Must have been on a call. This is better anyway.
Buck
Much better
Eddie
I have a few things to do but can we pick this back up tonight?
Buck
Yes, that sounds great
Eddie puts a heart to the text he just sent. Buck’s feeling giddy about what’s going to happen tonight when they pick this back up.
Buck finally gets out of bed— in his new loft— and goes to the gym downstairs in the building. After the gym, he showers, does a load of laundry then steps out to get some groceries.
By late evening, Buck’s lounging at home, relaxing after a busy afternoon after a twenty-four hour shift. Buck works tomorrow but he’s doing a twelve hour shift this time.
He hears his phone vibrate on the coffee table so he reaches for it lazily but he sits up right when he sees who it’s from.
Eddie
Hey, are you busy?
He doesn’t want to be too desperate but he can’t seem to help himself.
Buck
No, just chilling at home
Buck sees the bubbles appear and disappear before he gets an idea.
He switches out of the text thread to his camera app. Buck takes a picture of what’s in front of him— he’s on his couch but his feet are up on the coffee table. In the picture you can see that he’s wearing gray sweatpants, and a bit of what he’s watching on TV.
It’s an effortlessly hot picture to send showing what he’s doing while also showing that his dick is sitting right there in his sweatpants.
He texts Eddie the picture and waits.
Eddie hearts the picture then bubbles appear as he starts typing. Buck impatiently waits.
A picture pops up in their text thread and Buck nearly drops his phone. It’s a picture of Eddie’s lower half from where he’s laying in his bed and all he’s wearing seems to be a pair of boxer briefs.
Fuck.
Buck
🤤🤤
Buck’s dick is hard now and seeing the set up Eddie’s got going on— Buck needs to get more comfortable. He closes the TV and rushes through the loft before he runs up the stairs, throwing himself onto his bed.
The way he’s lying down, you can see the clear bulge in his pants, where his cock is hard and waiting to be released. Buck snaps a picture and sends it to Eddie.
Eddie
Fuck
Buck blushes.
Eddie
Should we FaceTime?
Oh fuck yes.
Buck
Please
It’s not even ten seconds later that the FaceTime call comes in.
Buck quickly removes his shirt, tossing it to the floor, before he accepts the call. He’s glad he did when he sees the sexiest man he’s ever seen in his life appear on his screen and he’s also shirtless.
They’re both goofily smiling at each other so Buck snaps out of it and says, “Wow,” with a soft laugh. “You’re so beautiful.”
Eddie blushes, his cheeks bright pink. He has the fondest smile on his face, Buck might just be falling in love. “Thanks,” he says shyly. “You’re—” Eddie bites his bottom lip before he laughs softly, “You are too—” he blushes.
“You shy, Eddie?” Buck teases him, smiling softly.
Eddie blushes again— God, he can’t help but wonder how he must look with a cock in his mouth.
“Tell me what you were just thinking about,” Eddie says instead. “I saw that look on your face,” he adds.
Buck smirks. “I was thinking about what you’d look like with my cock in your mouth— especially how pink your cheeks would get because of it,” he tells him honestly.
Bingo. Eddie’s cheeks get even redder.
“Show me what I’ll be working with,” Eddie tells him, and holy fuck— that was the hottest thing he’s ever heard.
“Yes, sir,” Buck teases, eyeing him— seeing that he liked that.
Buck flips the camera around to show the bulge in his pants. He holds his phone with his left hand as he slips his right hand into his pants. He takes hold of the base of his cock, holding it upright, creating a tent in his pants. He finds a way to pull his cock out of his pants and get them down a bit, stroking himself for Eddie’s viewing pleasure.
Eddie moans at the sight. “Fuck, look at you— you’re so big, and those thighs—” Eddie says, moaning softly.
All Buck can concentrate on is the way Eddie looks watching him stroke himself. “Show me the way you touch yourself, Eddie,” Buck tells him. “Don’t flip it, wanna see your face too.”
“You too,” Eddie says.
Buck flips his camera back around before putting his phone down for a second to remove his pants. He brings the phone back up so that he can see Eddie’s face while he strokes his perfect cock.
“Eddie— fuck, look at that perfect cock,” Buck says, moaning.
“You have tattoos,” Eddie notes.
“Yeah, you like ‘em?” Buck asks, smirking, stroking himself, making sure he gives Eddie a good view.
“Yeah,” Eddie says, eyes raking his body. “Got some too.”
“You’re so fucking hot, Eddie,” Buck tells him. “I wish I could taste you right now.”
“Fuck,” Eddie moans. “You like sucking cock, sweetheart?”
“I’ll love to suck yours, baby,” Buck flirts back.
“I’m sure you take it so good,” Eddie says. “Those plump lips would look so good wrapped around my cock.”
Buck moans, twisting his wrist at the head of his cock, precum leaking out of him. “Yes— fuck, I’ll take it so good, baby. I’d take you deep down my throat— any way you want me, I’m yours.”
“Good boy,” Eddie says, and must see how much that affects Buck as he moans deeply. “Mmm,” he hums. “You like that, encanto. You look so good, fuck, I wanna fuck you so badly.”
Buck moans louder, arching his back as he strokes himself harder, faster. Hearing Eddie say a Spanish word of endearment is making Buck lose his mind. “I’ll be so good for you, baby— want you to fuck me so hard, give it to me, please.”
Eddie moans loudly, “Fuck— show me what you look like when you come, sweetheart,” he tells him.
Buck moans his name loudly as he comes hard in his hand and all over his abs and a bit on his thighs. He opens his eyes and sees Eddie watching him. “Give it to me, Eddie,” he says deeply, and watches Eddie come hard all over himself.
“God, Eddie, you look so beautiful,” Buck tells him, seeing him try to regain his breath, his forehead sweaty with a loose strand hanging in front of it, his cheeks and chest pink and sweaty.
Eddie laughs softly. “I don’t think I’ve ever come this much just from jerking myself off,” he says.
“That’s so fucking hot, ugh,” he moans.
Eddie laughs which makes Buck smile fondly. “Eddie, would you like to go on a date with me?” he says before he can back out of it.
Eddie smiles sweetly, “I’d love to, Buck,” he says.
Buck tells him that he’ll text him to see when he’s free so that Buck could come pick him up for their date that he will plan. They say goodnight, and Buck already misses him.
*
An earthquake hits the next day while Buck is on shift and the entire day is chaos.
That is until the 118 are on a call when Buck sees some station 6 trucks. “Buck?” he hears from a newly familiar voice. He turns to see Eddie at his truck making his way over to him.
Oh my God, he’s so hot in uniform.
“Eddie,” Buck says, smiling when Eddie approaches him.
“Hey,” he says shyly.
“Hi,” Buck says lamely.
“Buck, jaws!” Bobby calls out to him.
“Hopefully we can chat after this,” Buck says before rushing to help.
Both stations work together until everything's under control and Eddie follows Buck back to his truck.
“Hi again,” Buck smiles. “It’s nice to see you— in person,” he adds.
“Yeah,” Eddie blushes. “Didn’t think that would happen until our date.”
Buck smiles. “Speaking of,” he blushes, “I was going to text you this morning to see if you were free on Friday but with the earthquake my phone wasn’t working.”
“I could make Friday work,” Eddie smiles softly, looking up into his eyes. “I— I was going to tell you on our date but I have a son.”
“Really? I love kids!” Buck says excitedly.
Eddie lets out a soft laugh. “I really love this one,” he says.
“How old is he?” Buck asks.
“Seven,” Eddie tells him. “His name is Christopher, and he has cerebral palsy.” Eddie takes his phone out of his pocket and shows Buck a picture of him.
“He’s so cute,” Buck smiles.
“I’m worried— I haven’t been able to get in touch with his school and I couldn’t get my car to work earlier,” Eddie tells him.
“I can bring you over there— if you want,” Buck offers.
“Really? That’d be great,” Eddie smiles.
“I’ll get my car and meet you at your station soon,” Buck tells him.
“Thank you,” Eddie says, reaching out to touch Buck’s arm softly.
They part ways until Buck is able to get back to the 118. He changes into his pants and LAFD t-shirt before he takes his bag and goes to his jeep. He drives over to station 6 where Eddie’s waiting for him outside. He climbs into the jeep and the two of them make light conversation as Buck drives them to Christopher’s school.
Buck pulls up to the school and Eddie rushes out, running into the school. Buck watches as Eddie scoops his son into his arms, hugging him and lifting him up. This might be the cutest and sweetest thing Buck’s ever seen.
He’s so down bad for this man and he’s only just met him for the first time in person today.
Eddie makes his way back out with Christopher. He helps him into the car and Buck introduces himself. “Hi, I’m Buck,” he says.
“Hi Buck, I’m Chris,” he says back in the cutest little voice.
“This is my new friend,” Eddie tells Chris as he settles back into the passenger seat. “Drive slowly, we don’t have a proper car seat for him.”
“Yes, sir,” Buck teases.
Eddie laughs softly, smacking Buck’s thigh before he squeezes it gently. “Hey, Chris, do you want to have a sleepover with abuelita on Friday?” he asks him, looking back over his shoulder.
“Yes,” he says with a big smile. “What are you going to do, dad?”
“Buck and I are going on a date,” he tells him.
“Cool,” he says simply.
Eddie looks over at Buck and smiles, containing his laugh. Buck reaches for Eddie’s hand, holding it as they rest on Eddie’s thigh. Eddie doesn’t pull away, he embraces the moment, squeezing Buck’s hand, his thumb moving softly against his hand.
Buck could get used to this life.