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    "You can’t be serious,” he says, but his voice lacks conviction, because everything about this situation suggests that the man is very serious.

    Hands push him forward, downward toward the opening.

    “Get the fuck in there,” the man says.

    Shane resists for a second, instinct flaring. He turns around to give the man a piece of his mind, but the fucking gun is there, right in his face, and Shane is back to breathing manually again. The man is wearing a balaclava, worst of all, which means Shane could’ve looked at him at any point, have tried to escape at any point, and his fear about seeing the man’s face wouldn’t have mattered at all.

    “Okay, okay,” He says breathlessly, and he turns around once more, looking appraisingly down at the crate. So he’d go in there. He’d be alright. He’d comply with the man with a gun, and everything would be fine. There probably wasn’t anything this man wanted that Shane couldn’t figure out.
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    Ilya and Shane get into an argument, and Shane's kidnapped by a delusional fan, it's a really bad time.

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    08 May 2026

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    “What’s that you’re humming?” Buck’s voice drifted in from the hallway, where he had been straightening a pile of jackets that always seemed to accumulate on the banister. He appeared in the kitchen doorway, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
    Eddie glanced over his shoulder, the sunlight catching the flecks of gold in his brown eyes. “Just some children's song my abuela used to sing when we cleaned the house. Keeps me focused.” He shrugged lightly, though the soft smile he gave Buck said it meant more than that.
    “Hmm, sounds nice,” Buck said, crossing the room to grab a dish towel. Without needing to ask, he began drying the dishes Eddie passed his way, their movements seamlessly in sync. The quiet choreography of familiarity.
    Eddie laughed, shaking his head. “You wouldn’t say that if you knew the lyrics.”
    Buck’s eyes lit up. “Wait, there are lyrics? Sing it for me!”

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    17 Sep 2025

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    Eddie just had to drop his mask.

    Eddie dropped the mask that he was holding and fiddling with

    He had to crouch down to pick it up.

    He crouched down on his heels on that stupid ground next to that stupid mask that he dropped. He sank to his heels as he was talking with Buck, who stood before him, about what happened minutes ago.

    And God. Oh God. That was the worst decision he ever made in his life.

    Because not a second later, his vision was blurred by a dark, crimson liquid that got into his eyes.

    A dark, crimson liquid that came out of his best friend's shoulder.

    The love of his life. His Buck.

    Instead of Eddie being shot, it's Buck that gets the bullet to the shoulder. Eddie can feel his whole world falling apart. He can't lose his Buck.

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    17 Jul 2025

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    If Evan Buckley came with an instruction manual, the number one rule printed in bold, underlined, and possibly laminated, would be:

    If Evan is sad, give him a child.

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    The five times Buck was sad and his family brought him a child

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    12 Jul 2025

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    “I just thought since your Bobby taught you, maybe you could teach me,” Chris shrugs.
    “Yeah,” Buck breathes. “Yeah, I’d love to do that.”
    Chris nods once, happy with the answer. “Can we do mac n cheese next?”
    “Uh uh uh!” Buck tuts. “There’s a system. We start with breakfast.”

     

    Or, Buck passes Bobby's recipes down to Chris and finds a whole lot of other things in the process.

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    04 Jul 2025