Buddie
Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
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Buck nods, rolling his glass gently between his palms. “Do you think you’ll ever have that? What Hen and Karen have?”
“You asked me that once before, you know,” Eddie says, and maybe he hasn’t fully grown out of deflection. Buck’s head turns toward him, a small little smile that means he remembers. “I said I hope so.”
“Has your answer changed?”
“Has yours?”
A scoff, Buck’s gaze tearing away from Eddie’s to return to his glass, where his fingers tap uselessly against the side. “I guess I’m not sure I’m built for this kind of love. The epic, all-consuming kind, I mean. Maybe I just have to be okay with — something I can live with, you know?”
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or, eddie and buck sleep together at a wedding, but it's a little more than that