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bleach for eyeballs(people ship ilya & scott hunter. ilya has a breakdown about it)
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04 Mar 2026
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“So, while we’re stuck in here together…”
Buck freezes.
“...can we talk about it?”
Shit.
“Talk about what?” He keeps his voice casual, light. Hopes that he can feign ignorance and somehow stop whatever’s going to happen. Eddie sees right through that. Obviously.
“Buck.” He nudges Buck’s calf with the toe of his boot. Still doesn’t pull his leg away. Buck’s eyes snap up, like he’s following some unspoken command from Eddie—'look at me.'
“Eddie.” Fine, if Eddie wants to talk, they can, but Buck’s not going to make it easy. Nothing about this is easy. Maybe if he’s annoying enough, he’ll drop it.
“I came out to you three days ago and you ran out of my house.”
or; Buck and Eddie get locked in a safe, which wouldn't be that big of a deal...except Buck's been actively avoiding Eddie. Kinda hard to do that when you're locked in a space together.
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04 Mar 2026
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“I’m still a firefighter,” Eddie says adamantly. “That hasn’t changed.”
“But you have,” Buck counters. “You used to be the one who talked sense into me. You were the guy who made me think twice. But since you got back from Texas, you’re the one being stupid and reckless. Running into fires against orders, diving off fifty foot bridges--”
“You know, you’re such a hypocrite,” Eddie steps forward, jabbing an accusatory finger into Buck’s chest. “You would have done exactly the same thing if I hadn’t done it first.”
OR: Buck confronts Eddie about his recent recklesness.
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03 Mar 2026
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Mi media naranja. Half an orange, right? Like—two sides of the same coin, or something. A complementary coupla guys. A little silly, maybe, referring to a grown adult as a piece of fruit, but the sentiment is sweet enough.
“Hey,” Buck asks the girl beside him. “Um, Alba. She called Rosie ‘mi media naranja’. Like—half an orange? Is that a common saying in Mexico?”
“Oh, sure,” she nods. “It’s a pretty normal term of endearment. Cheesy as hell, but, well.” She gestures at where Eddie and the two women are sitting. Alba’s holding Rosie’s hand now. “When you’ve known each other that long and fit together that well… it’s just sweet.”
My most best friend. That’s what Alba said. That’s—well, that’s who Eddie is to him, essentially. And if what Eddie’s missing is a little affection in a language that feels like home, well. Buck can give that to him.
or, buck notices the lack of spanish terms of endearment in eddie’s life since his abuela died. so, he’s armed with what he’s been reliably informed is a totally normal thing to call your buddy. Operation Make My Best Friend Feel Cherished, as he’s named it on a trial basis in the privacy of his own head, is a-go
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03 Mar 2026
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Jackie Pike had a little blue sundress she wore in the summer, and Hayden was pretty sure she was trying to kill him when she bought it.
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02 Mar 2026