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“C'mere," Buck says, sitting up to scoot closer to Eddie.
"What are you doing?” Eddie asks, and Buck sighs.
"You can just kiss me, get a taste of the lip balm, and tell me what flavour you think it is.”
Eddie can’t believe his ears.
"That is such a stupid way to win a bet, Buck."
“Oh so you concede?"
Eddie rolls his eyes, shaking his head before planting both hands on the sides of Buck's face and hauling him in to press their lips together.
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Buck and Eddie make a bet on whether or not Eddie can guess all of Buck's lip balm flavours, and in order for Eddie to get a taste, they have to kiss.
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It's nearly six months before Buck tells anyone.
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The picture on the back is a dark tree line contrasted by the wide blue sky above it. It’s faded, like it has taken one too many trips in the back of a mail truck, tattered and worn.
Eddie flips it over, the back scrawled with quick but somewhat neat handwriting. Scanning the words his eyes drop to the corner—the address.
‘Maddie Kendall, 1500 Hemlock Ave, Hershey, PA 17033’
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An AU where Buck's postcards, which he sent to Maddie, were forwarded to Eddie on deployment by mistake. He becomes attached to the man behind the letters and his stories of his travels. Until, by a twist of fate, they bring him face to face with Buck himself.
**Currently doing some editing on this fic as of Sept 13th, Epilogue pt. 2 will be posted after the edits are finished** -
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“Come on, you’re telling me you wouldn’t consider sneaking into a storage closet with me?”
“Obviously, I would!” Eddie was whisper-yelling now, and Buck wasn’t sure exactly what point he was trying to make, but he was enjoying every second of this. “But one of us is going to have to have restraint and it has to be the—the one with the most experience.”
Buck felt his mouth drop open in delight. “Eddie,” he admonished. “Are you calling me a whore?”
“No!” said Eddie, looking increasingly flustered. “I just mean—clearly you have the power to do—” he gestured at Buck, “that, so you have the—the responsibility to, like, use it. Responsibly.”
“Did you just quote Spiderman?”
Eddie propped his elbows on the table and dropped his head into his hands, groaning dramatically. “I’m going to die. The first date, and I’m going to die.”
“Been there, wouldn’t recommend it.”
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Buck and Eddie and the first date.
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Learn Not to Burn It Really Works by CourtepointeClementine for sunlight
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
25 Jul 2025
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"Should we — should we tell Bobby?" Buck keeps his eyes straight ahead as he pushes their grocery cart through the produce section.
"Tell Bobby what?" Eddie asks distractedly as he darts off to grab the particular brand of cheddar that Chris likes, dumping it in the cart.
"About — you know. Our change in status. Or, maybe it goes straight to HR? I think we tell Bobby first, though."
Eddie puts his hand on the cart handle and stops it rolling. "Our change in status," he says slowly.
He reaches over and presses a fingertip to the spot where Buck's neck joins with his shoulder. He's touching Buck's St. Christopher medal necklace chain, Buck realizes, which is kind of a weird thing to do out of the blue, in the middle of the produce section, but then Eddie pulls back and turns away, starts searching through the avocados.
"I don't think we have to report anything to HR," he says in a completely normal and casual tone of voice. "It's not like we got married."
Buck is so happy to have Chris and Eddie back in his life, and so confused about what it all means.
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- Part 2 of Partners in Fire Prevention
Bookmarked by sohelpmegod
30 Jul 2025
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cure constipated and complicated