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Buck yanks his boxers down and stands there, in Eddie’s room, nakedly.
…What the fuck is he doing?
Is his solution to accidentally catching an eyeful of Eddie’s dick to flash him back?
Stomach swooping, Buck scrambles to pick his briefs back off the floor. At the same moment, the bedroom door cracks open.
He hears Eddie’s sharp inhale, head snapping up in time to watch Eddie scramble for the light switch, plunging them into darkness.
Fantastic. Now they’re staring at each other in the dark. And Buck’s dick is still out.
Alright. Buck can work with this.
“Hey, man,” Buck says, feigning nonchalance.
This is a battlefield. There is no room for modesty.
An incredulous giggle slips past Eddie’s lips. “Were, uh. Were you planning on sleeping naked?”
Or: Buck and Eddie run into each other naked. Several times. For some reason.
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19 Apr 2026
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“You’re naked.”
Buck splutters. “You’re here.”
Eddie stares at him helplessly. He can’t deny it. He is here.
Of his own volition.
Because he’s crazy, and he followed Buck here, to a porn cinema, and he walked in on Buck getting fucked in the ass by a stranger, surrounded by half-naked men, with artistic gay porn projected on the wall like some sort of presentation and he’s still staring at Buck who is naked and he’s going to faint. He’s going to faint at the porn cinema, and they’re going to have to take him away in an ambulance, and Hen is going to make fun of him for the rest of his mortal life.
Or: Buck dodges Eddie’s calls. Eddie makes it his mission to find him.
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- Part 19 of cjo + 911
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18 Apr 2026
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“You’re cheating,” Buck accuses.
“I’m winning,” Eddie pants, looking far too smug.
“I’m—” Buck tries to tug his arms free from Eddie’s hold to no avail. How is Eddie so damn strong? “I’m letting you.”
“You’re letting me pin you down? Do you like getting your ass handed to you, Buck?”
Heat floods Buck’s gut. He does like getting his ass handed to him. Or—no, well… he likes being pinned, or thrown against walls, or–or floors. But that’s different. That’s a sex thing. This is definitely not a sex thing. This is a bro thing. They’re bro-wrestling. Bro-housing. This is the most platonic thing Buck’s done in his entire life. He doesn’t know why he’s sweating.
Channelling his inner carpet python, he gives a determined wriggle, but Eddie’s hands tighten around his wrists. The feeling sends a shock through Buck’s spinal column.
Oh no.
Eddie, breathless and beautiful above him, repeats, “Say uncle.”
Breath stuttering out of him, Buck freezes.
Use your head, Buck thinks. His dick twitches. Then, panicked, the big one.
Or: Buck and Eddie wrestle over the remote. They forget the remote.
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- Part 16 of cjo + 911
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04 Apr 2026
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amourissima (you used to call me comme ça) by beetlesandstars, kryptonian
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29 Mar 2026
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“Buck, seriously.” Eddie catches his eye, staring intently, attempting to beam the anxiety straight into Buck’s brain. “I know we’re both playing it cool, but… How are you not freaking out right now? I’m freaking out right now.”
Buck quirks an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t panic.”
“I don’t,” Eddie insists. “But I woke up in the wrong body this morning, and I had to—” He lowers his voice, ducking closer to Buck. “I touched your dick, man. Which—you know.”
A violation of boundaries. A line that can’t be uncrossed. Something Eddie feels deeply guilty about.
“You touched my dick?” Buck asks, approximately one billion decibels louder than necessary.
The room around them stills.
Or: Buck and Eddie switch bodies. Chaos ensues.
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- Part 15 of cjo + 911
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29 Mar 2026
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“So,” Buck says, head spinning. He’s really feeling the alcohol now. They definitely should have eaten something before drinking. “No women.”
Eddie fumbles as he sets the bottle down on his bedside table. “No women.”
“What about men?” Buck blurts, which is—crazy, because again: neither of them are gay.
They’re just two straight guys. Two straight guys in Eddie’s bed, tipsy, and—and Eddie doesn’t want to sleep with women. Which means nothing.
Beside him, Eddie goes preternaturally still. “I would know, if I—you know.”
“Okay.” Buck’s hands twitch at his sides. “I—yeah. Me too.”
Then, very seriously, Eddie turns to look at him. “If I were gay, you would be my first call.”
Warmth blooms in Buck’s chest. Eddie’s so nice to him. “Dude,” he says, touched. “You’d be my first call too.”
Or: a story set in season 2 featuring tequila, Just The Tip, and, finally, a kiss.
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- Part 14 of cjo + 911
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