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1.
Eddie wakes up in his bed.
The first thing he realizes is that he didn’t wake up to his alarm. He shoots up and looks at his alarm clock and breathes a sigh of relief. It’s only about ten minutes since his alarm should have gone off. He didn’t sleep in, he’s not late for anything.
The second thing he notices is Buck isn’t in the bed with him. It depends on the day whether or not Buck wakes up with him or before him. Buck goes with the flow. Some mornings he’ll go for a run, sometimes he’ll go work out at the gym in his loft (where he might spend more time now than he does at his actual apartment- keeping the lease at this point is a formality and a storage unit for Buck’s furniture).
The third thing is he smells bacon frying in the kitchen.
Eddie gets up, doesn’t bother putting a shirt on with his sweat shorts, and pads down the hallway, first opening Christopher’s door to check to see he’s still in his room and still asleep, then walks into the kitchen.
Buck is standing at the stove, wearing a shirt of Eddie’s and his pajama pants because he freezes from the lack of circulation in his leg and with how cold Eddie keeps the house. Buck’s holding the handle of a skillet and a wooden spatula.
Eddie places a hand on Buck’s back, right between his shoulder blades, and places a kiss on his left shoulder.
“Morning, baby,” Buck says, glancing over at Eddie, who’s now settling his head on Buck’s shoulder.
“Morning,” Eddie greets, looking down at the stove. Thick cut bacon and pork sausage links are popping and sizzling in the pan. “Breakfast?”
“Yep!” Buck sets the spatula down in the spoon holder (something he didn’t think to own until Buck started cooking in his house) and turns the handle of the pan towards the counter. He turns around, dislodging Eddie from his shoulder but taking him in his arms and hugging him into his chest.
“There are a few biscuits in the oven, and gravy we can warm up on the stove.” Eddie pulls back just enough to look at the counter and oven. Like Buck said, there’s a small pot of white sausage gravy in a small pot on the back burner of the stove (Buck makes his from a packet and Eddie makes his from scratch, Eddie loves it either way) and the oven light is on, surely having a few biscuits baking.
“What’s all this for?” Eddie asks, genuine love for his boyfriend growing in his heart as if it weren’t already full to max capacity.
“I wanted to,” Buck shrugs. His hands run down Eddie’s sides and settle on his love handles. Eddie wraps his arms around Buck’s neck. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” It’s an automatic response with no hesitation. “but you can’t eat some of this.”
Buck’s been trying to go vegetarian for a few months, with some starts and stops. Eddie told him multiple times that he and Chris would eat whatever he makes, meat filled or not, and if they were craving meat then Eddie would fix it for them.
“I just wanted to do something nice,” Bult tilts his head and purses his lips. “I could throw it away if you don’t want it?”
Buck started to pull away but Eddie kept his hold, making sure Buck couldn’t go. “No, I’ll eat it.”
“We’ll need to get Chris up earlier so he can enjoy it too.”
Christopher has started to hate getting up in the morning, following in the footsteps of every teenager before him, but Eddie’s a little strict on making sure he has something to eat for breakfast. They’ve settled on a compromise: cereal pop tarts, peanut butter bagels.
“I can do that,” Eddie leans forward to kiss Buck, holding him close for just a moment before he leans away. “I love you,” he repeats, because he does and every time he feels it he says it.
“I love you too.”
Eddie gets ready for the day first, getting dressed and brushing his teeth. When he’s finished he wakes up Christopher, who groans and begs for five more minutes until Eddie says Buck made them breakfast. Then he looks at Eddie through squinted eyes and asks, ”Real breakfast?”
“Real breakfast,” Eddie confirmed. “Get ready and come eat.”
When Eddie gets back into the kitchen the food is done. Buck squeezes his shoulder then leaves the room so he can get dressed. Eddie starts to put all the food on plates and bowls, bringing it to the table so they could all eat together.
Christopher comes in before Buck, dressed for school and his backpack on his back. He sits down at the table, puts his bag down at his feet and starts putting food onto his plate.
Eddie waits for Buck to get back before he starts eating. He walks into the room wearing a pair of blue jeans, a tee shirt, and a zip up jacket. Easily he sat at his spot at the table and loaded his plate with biscuits and gravy, leaving the bacon and sausage for Christopher and Eddie.
They’ve eaten together hundreds of times, but now that they’re a family it takes Eddie’s breath away sometimes. It’s the thing he had always wanted for Christopher- two parents at home and present. It’s the thing he had always wanted for himself- a partner who he loves who loves him back and spending their lives together.
Buck and him hadn’t gotten that far yet. They’re trying to enjoy every part of their relationship- enjoy themselves as friends, as best friends, and then as boyfriends. Someday they’ll spend time enjoying themselves as fiancés, and then as husbands. It’s not a hypothetical- it’s just how Eddie knows his future is going to go.
2.
When it was time for Christopher to go to school they loaded up in Buck’s Jeep and drove together to school, listening to music and talking. They drive together as much as they can, so these mornings before school and before they have a shift in the afternoon is the perfect opportunity.
Christopher gets dropped off and Buck drives them back home.
When they get back in the house, Eddie starts on some chores he knows he would have to start today: started the laundry, pouring the detergent for sensitive skin he buys for both Chris and Buck, and started the dishes from where Buck cooked this morning.
Buck piddles around doing his own chores too- he picks up and tidies the bedroom and the living room, gets the recycling and the trash together so they can take it out before their shift.
Eventually when Buck gets bored of being real adults, he sidles up to Eddie, taking his waist from behind and holding him close.
Eddie relaxes in the domesticity of it, and then Buck kisses his neck, and Eddie laughs. He has a feeling he knows exactly where this is going.
Buck pulls Eddie by the waist, dragging him out of the kitchen and into the living room, sidestepping furniture and making it so they fall together on the couch, Buck on his back and Eddie on top of him.
They easily fall into each other, making out on the couch like they tend to when they’re alone in the house (along with other things they do when they’re alone in the house). Eddie puts his hands on Buck’s hips, dipping his fingers under his tee shirt just to feel his stomach underneath his hands.
Buck folds his knee up so he’s bracketing Eddie into the couch, keeping him on top. Eddie sinks to the space between his legs. He runs his hands everywhere he can reach on Buck’s body, and Buck’s doing the same.
Eddie pulls away to start kissing down Buck’s jaw, starting at his chin and working his way back to his ear. He nips it before kissing down his neck and starting to suck a pot right on Buck’s pulse point.
“Eddie,” Buck breathes. He hums but doesn’t stop. “Eddie, we have to get up. We have lunch reservations.”
Eddie leans up, putting his hands by Buck’s face and pulling back. “What?”
“We have reservations at that place Hen and Karen recommended for lunch.”
Eddie understood the words, but didn’t understand.
“Buck, we have a shift today. That we’ll have to leave for in an hour.”
Buck smiles, looking up at Eddie with a little bit of mischief in his eyes. “Oh, I didn’t tell you? We don’t have work today.”
Now Eddie was really confused.
“PTO, baby. We’re taking the day for us.”
Evan “Buck” Buckley, taking the day off, voluntarily? Eddie takes one of his hands and puts the back of it on his forehead, feeling, then to his cheek. “Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”
Buck pulled Eddie’s hands away. “Hey! I just wanted to have a nice day with my boyfriend and you know I have enough PTO saved up for both of us.”
Eddie tries to think if he’s missing something. A home cooked breakfast in the morning and a lunch spot so nice Buck made reservations for a random Tuesday? Buck using his PTO to let them both have the day off?
Eddie thinks. Their relationship anniversary isn’t until mid January, and he has a couple months until then- it’s only November. The anniversary of their first kiss isn’t until New Year’s. It’s not either of their birthdays- Buck’s is in June and they celebrated Eddie’s a couple months ago in September.
“Am I forgetting something?” He asks, completely genuine. He wants to know if he is.
“No,” Buck shakes his head, still under Eddie on the couch. “You’re not forgetting anything. I just want us to have a good day.” Buck’s confidence fades as he looks over Eddie’s face, “Is that okay?”
“Yeah.” Eddie rests his elbows on Buck’s check, putting his weight on them so he can hold Buck’s face in his hands. “I’m just surprised. What’s the special occasion?”
“It’s a nice, warm Tuesday and I’m in love with you.” Buck looks up and Eddie’s heart catches in his throat, not for the first time, from how handsome he is. Eddie can’t imagine a person who denies Buck when he looks like that, when he has such softness and love in his eyes. “Is that enough?”
“We could hang out in a dentist office while I get a root canal and it would be enough.”
Buck beams at him. Eddie can’t help but kiss the smile off of his face, letting himself fall back into Buck. They kiss for a little while longer before Buck’s actually pushing Eddie off of him.
“We seriously need to get going if we’re going to make it on time.”
3.
The place Hen and Karen recommended was a restaurant on the beach. It wasn’t particularly upscale, but it did require a reservation to guarantee a table because the restaurant is small but surprisingly popular.
Karen told Eddie about it, and then Eddie told Buck, who then looked it up and decided it would be great for their Me Day, or so Buck told him on the drive over.
They sat at a window facing the ocean. They watched waves and tides roll in and ate delicious food. Buck went to the restroom and their waitress delivered the check right as Buck was sitting back down.
He tried to take the bill first, but Eddie snatched it from his hands.
“Hey! I made the reservation.”
Eddie opened the folder to look at the price before he pulled his wallet out, “Let me treat you sometimes- huh?”
The bill, which was pretty averagely priced for what they got, had a ten percent discount taken off from their price at the bottom. Eddie checked the reciept, making sure it was theirs, but both his and Buck’s food were written on there. The discount didn’t have a title, just 10% DISCOUNT.
“What?”
“They discounted our food,” Eddie looked around trying to find their waitress. “Why’d they put a discount on it?”
Buck grabbed the bill. Eddie thought to look at it for himself but instead Buck put his card in it and set it so it was ready to be taken.
“Buck-“
He looked a little bashful when he interrupted. “They do military discounts here. I told the waitress before I went to the restroom.”
“Oh.”
“Was that okay?“
It was, but he’s more so confused because Buck’s never done it for him before, not like this. Sometimes if he needed something big, or something for Chris that cost a lot of money, sometimes Buck would prompt him to see if they had military discounts.
Eddie nodded. “Yeah.”
The lunch is something they could have afforded without it.
Eddie’s just confused.
The waitress takes their bill, runs the card, and brings it back for Buck to sign. When they leave she’s standing at the counter, talking to the hostess. She waves at them and says, “Thank you for your service!”
Eddie nods and smiles, out of politeness. He’s never figured out how to respond when people say that to him. Most of the time it’s something quick like this- someone he’s only going to see once. When Eddie was in the fire academy and people found out and said it he would respond, Thank you for your support , but it still felt weird.
Either way, after they left Buck insisted they walk on the beach.
They took their shoes off and walked in the sand. Eddie reached over to hold Buck’s hand, and Eddie loves to look at them because their arm band tattoos line up almost perfectly. They each got the tattoos before they knew the other existed and it made the tiniest part of Eddie that believes things happen for a reason hum underneath his skin.
It’s nice to see Buck so carefree by the ocean, like it is when Eddie saw Christopher play in the sand when he was younger. They’ve both worked hard to be able to come here, to exist in a place where the ocean is a main characteristic of the lifestyle. It would be a lie to say Eddie hadn’t thought about going somewhere a little more inland, but he fought off those feelings and along the way taught Chris that you can’t run away from hard things, you have to cope with them.
Buck pulls Eddie into the tide and uses his feet to kick water at Eddie, who gasps in mock-anger and tries to give it back as good as he got. They’re laughing by the end of it, barely able to hold onto their shoes as they start the trek back to the Jeep.
It’s perfect. Life with Buck is more amazing than Eddie could have ever hoped for himself. Someday they’ll choose to make it their forever, get a matching pair of gold rings and changed last names, but that’s in the future where right now he can enjoy this moment.
4.
They walk into the house together and Eddie shuffles them into the bathroom immediately to get the sand off their feet and legs. He hates having it tracked all over his house and he doesn’t plan on having more.
Normally Eddie would just clean his bottom half with the removable shower head, but Buck seems to have other plans. When they’re in the bathroom Buck throws his shirt off in one solid move, throwing it to the ground.
Eddie watches his boyfriend because being with Buck and being with Buck are his two favorite things about his relationship. Buck drops his boxer briefs and pants in one motion, stepping closer to Eddie who hadn’t even gotten that far because he was trying to make sure the water was a good temperature.
Buck crowds his space, not enough to where Eddie falls over into the tub but just enough that he feels Buck’s body touching him everywhere. Buck kisses him within an inch of his life, almost as desperate as Eddie felt earlier when they were on the couch.
Eddie’s still fully dressed, holding on to Buck’s flanks for dear life. Buck, who is stark naked, is holding Eddie’s jaw in his hands.
“Trying to start something?” Eddie asks when they pull away for a moment.
Buck shakes his head, “Trying to continue something. I think we were going somewhere before lunch, right?”
Buck starts to unfasten the button on Eddie’s jeans and he’s sure somewhere along the way he’s fallen into heaven because this day has just been too good to be true.
They work Eddie’s clothes off and get under the hot spray of the shower together. Buck’s back is to the shower head and Eddie stands facing him. The spray is falling right on Buck’s head, coating his hair and curling it. Eddie can’t help but kiss him, feeling the hot water relax his muscles and how being with Buck relaxes his soul.
It’s not the best shower if Eddie’s being honest. They get the sand off but they’re not really cleaning anything- just feeling each other up, giggling, and trying not to slip and make themselves one of their own 911 calls. It really delves into ‘not a real shower’ category when Buck lowers himself to his knees.
Eddie’s knocking his head back onto the shower walls when Buck swallows him down. He barely holds himself up, his hand fights for purchase against the wet everything in the shower. Buck does what he can, holding Eddie’s hips up (and still) so he can work his way up and down with his mouth.
After Eddie’s panting Buck Buck Buck and holding onto his hair in an almost vice grip Buck leans up as easy as anything, kissing Eddie back into the shower wall, hands on his waist.
Eddie can’t let things go unappreciated, so when Buck leans back to take a breath Eddie’s shoving a hand in between them, grabbing what’s been neglected on Buck so he can hear Buck groan against his shoulder over the sound of the water hitting the tub.
Not a good shower, but definitely a good time.
5.
When they’re dried off, they start getting redressed and ready again. They wander into the living room and Buck goes to the door.
“Where are you going?” Eddie asks.
“You’re going to pick up from Christopher in school in…” Buck glances at his watch, “about forty-five minutes. You’re going to drop him off with Karen so he can have a sleepover with Denny and Mara. Then you’ll come back here, get dressed, and have a home cooked meal at my loft.”
“What?”
“You. Me. My loft. Hot date.”
Eddie can’t believe there’s more. “Does Karen know about this?”
“Yep! Planned it with her already, don’t worry about it. One day we’ll have to babysit, but it’s tit for tat so be ready for that sometime in the future.”
Eddie’s stuck in the hallway, more and more surprised.
“I’ll see you at 6, okay?”
Buck doesn’t give Eddie a chance to disagree, because once Buck has his shoes on he kisses Eddie on the mouth, quick and cartoonish, before heading out the door.
Eddie connects his phone to the car speakers on his way to pick up Chris and calls the first person he thinks of.
“Hey, Eddie,” Maddie greets, her voice crackling over the phone, a little confused if anything. Eddie doesn’t normally call her, but these aren’t normal circumstances.
“Is Buck proposing to me?”
It’s the only thing he can think of. He’s had an amazing day off of work full of amazing food and free time with Buck and sex. He knows it’s not their anniversary, either of them, or their birthdays, or any other significant days in their lives.
“Wow. You’re really beating around the bush here.”
“Is Buck proposing?” Eddie’s not panicking exactly, but he thought Buck wouldn’t be proposing so soon. If it's happening today he needs to know right now. “I swear, Maddie, tell me if you know something.”
“If he’s proposing, I don’t know anything about it. I’m at work so I’ll talk as long as I can, but I might have to run.”
“He’s acting weird.”
“He’s Buck. Isn’t he always a little weird?” When she hears Eddie’s silence she sighs, “Have you two talked about getting married?”
“Of course,” Eddie and Buck know they’re going to get married someday, but it’s someday. They’ve talked about marriage and moving and the possibility of more kids. They’ve discussed what they’ll change their last names to and they’ve talked to Chris about if he’s okay with that change someday in the future, but it’s supposed to be someday.
They’ve talked about enjoying being each other's boyfriends. Enjoying dating and being a little hot and heavy while they navigate what it means for both of them to be good partners.
“Okay, so what’s so scary about being engaged?”
“I don’t know. Not scary.” Eddie wracks his brain trying to find the right words. “Just sudden, I guess.”
“But you want to marry him?”
“Of course!”
“Then stop being a wuss and be out with your boyfriend!” Maddie curses under her breath. “Okay Eddie gotta go! Love you.”
“Love you too,” because he does and even if it isn’t helpful advice, it’s the kind of advice he’d get from an older sister so he can’t be too mad.
After Chris is picked up Eddie tells him he’s going to Hen and Karen’s place and he already knows about it.
“How did you know?” Eddie looks in the rearview at his son, who’s looking down at his phone. “I didn’t even know until an hour ago.”
“Buck told me and Denny and I talked about it.”
Buck told him?
“When did Buck tell you?”
“Like a week ago.” Chris doesn’t even look up from his phone. Eddie doesn’t know how he doesn’t get car sick like that. “He told me when you were at therapy.”
Eddie thinks back. It’s Monday today, and he last had therapy on Thursday afternoon. That’s over a week, at least since Chris has known about it. How long had Buck been planning to steal Eddie away for the day, treating him to everything?
Eddie shows up at Hen and Karen’s doorstep with his teenage son. When Karen opens the door she’s not surprised to see Eddie not on shift with her wife. She greets Christopher and ushers him inside, telling him Denny is in his room.
She looks at Eddie with a smile but doesn’t say anything.
“What do you know?” Because it’s clear she knows something.
“Nothing,” She’s still smiling.
“You have to tell me if something’s happening tonight. If you know something you have to tell me.”
“Nothing is happening tonight,” She sounds sincere. She’s not teasing. “Your man just wants you to have a good day.”
“Is that all he said?”
Karen bounces her head back and forth, teetering like so-so. “That’s not all he said, but that’s all you need to know.”
Eddie gives her a flat stare, “That doesn’t really help me.”
Karen smacks the air in between them, “No! Stop worrying. Nothing is capital-H Happening today. Let Buck treat you nice without you spiraling about it. Now, go home and get ready or whatever it is you need to do.”
She closes the door in his face and for a minute Eddie stands and looks at the wood door, trying to file through all his thoughts.
By the time he’s finished the laundry, gotten dressed, then redressed. and redressed again, Eddie’s figured he’s nervous for probably no reason. Buck wouldn’t not tell Maddie if he was planning to propose, and Maddie’s kind enough to give him at least some sort of implication.
Karen’s advice was less helpful but also more soothing. She said nothing is Happening, which Eddie wants to believe, but he’s also not good at trusting people when his instincts are fighting the contrary.
Even Buck and him have talked about marriage, and they decided Buck would propose and Eddie would know about it before it happens. They would figure it out, talk together, then Buck would find a time to propose. They didn’t want to spring it up out of the blue or one of them be ready while the other wasn’t.
So nothing’s probably going to happen tonight. But why does Eddie feel so nervous?
Would he say yes to Buck if he asked Eddie to marry him? Of course, no doubt, no hesitation. Eddie knows he’s going to love Buck for as long as Buck lets him, and probably after that too. They’re together in most of the ways that matter: Christopher sees Buck as a second parent, most of Buck’s clothes live at Eddie’s place, and Buck mostly lives at Eddie’s place. Getting engaged would just be putting a title on something unnamed. It’s already there, right now it’s just there in the ways they need it to be.
Eddie’s not scared of being married to Buck, or deciding now to live their lives together. There’s something bothering him but he can’t figure out what it is (other than his diagnosed panic disorder). He knows he wants Buck, but what’s holding him back?
He knocks on Buck’s loft door and Buck is there immediately, smiling.
Eddie holds up the spoils from his last minute stop before Buck’s place, a bottle of wine he knows Buck loves from the liquor store Eddie passes on the drive.
Buck’s eyes light up at the sight of the bottle, “You didn’t have to bring anything.”
Eddie leans in and kissed Buck on the corner of his mouth, “I didn’t have to, but I wanted to. I love you.”
“I love you too,” and just like Eddie doesn’t hesitate, Buck doesn’t hesitate to tell Eddie he loves him back.
Eddie comes in and the loft looks the same as ever. Eddie never thought how clean and unlived in it looked until Buck was at his place all the time. There was always some semblance of Buck in his house, whether it’s receipts on the counter, or his jacket on the back of the kitchen chairs. Buck leaves parts of himself behind everywhere he goes, but he doesn’t in his own apartment.
Maybe it’s time Buck gets rid of the loft.
Buck leads Eddie to the table where he has food set up in the middle, displayed on nice dishes and two place settings for them, one at the head of the table and one at the right of it, “Dang, you must be having a hot date tonight.”
Buck laughs, sitting down at the seat that’s not at the head of the table and Eddie sat next to him, “Yeah, we’ll have to be quick. He’s supposed to come over any minute.”
Buck loaded their plates, Eddie poured the wine, and they ate together. They weren’t apart longer than a couple hours but still Eddie missed him. They talked about the things they always talk about. Conversations never get old with Buck. It puts Eddie at ease to hold his hand at the table while they eat.
Why was Eddie so scared Buck might propose?
1.
They drink the wine at the end of their meal, still at the table because Buck’s couch sucks and it’s not fun to sit on. Even still, Eddie thinks some of their most important moments happened in kitchens.
“Can I ask you something?” Eddie asks, because dinner is over and he has to know.
“Of course,” Buck sets his wine down on the table, looking over at Eddie with nothing but an open, honest face.
“What’s been going on today?” Eddie reached forward to hold the hand Buck was using to hold the wine. “I appreciate everything you’ve done, and I love you. But there’s something going on, right? This isn’t just out of the blue.”
Buck bites his lip, scrunches his eyes at Eddie. “You caught me.”
He’s right. “So there is something?”
Buck squeezes Eddie’s hand, “Do you know what today is?”
Eddie goes through all the thoughts he already had this morning when Buck told him they were taking off work and going out to Lunch. “It’s not any of our anniversaries or birthdays or anything else I can think of.”
“That’s not what I asked,” Buck grabbed his phone from where it was face down on the table. He types for a minute before looking at Eddie again, holding his phone where he can’t see the screen. “What’s today?”
“November 11th,” but that doesn’t mean anything to Eddie. He can’t remember if that’s something he’s supposed to remember.
Buck turns his phone around and Eddie sees the google search screen. It had an auto-populated answer to the question What is November 11th?
Veterans Day.
Eddie looks up at Buck’s face, then back down to the phone.
Eddie hasn’t thought about Veterans Day in a long time. The most that would happen was a Thank you for your service.
Like the waitress this morning.
“That’s why?”
Buck looks like he did in the restaurant, asking Eddie if it was okay to use his military discount. Buck looks unsure and nervous, his eyes trying to read Eddie’s face.
“Yeah,” Buck locks his phone and puts it back on the table. “I just wanted you to have a good day. I know that it’s not something you think about, but I thought a good way to appreciate you and honor you would be to give us a day together. I mean, I appreciate you all the time, and I hope you feel it all the time, but it’s a day I can do something special.”
On the good days Eddie thinks of the army like a job. A place he made friends and made money to send home, that also gave him enough benefits so he knows his son can go to college for free. On the worst days Eddie takes a bat to everything he knows and thinks about killing himself.
He learned a lot in the army, and being in the army led him here to L.A where he decided to become a firefighter paramedic and met the family he didn’t know he needed. Where would he be without the army, Eddie doesn’t know, but he doesn’t really care to think about it in so many words.
“Is that okay?”
Buck knows that Eddie doesn’t like to talk about the military, and he doesn’t brag about it. Buck knows what Eddie needs- Buck, and he took the steps to make sure he did it, all without Eddie being any the wiser.
Eddie uses his hold on Buck’s hand to pull him up, standing them up and Pulling Buck into his arms, hugging him as tight as he can across his chest. Buck takes a moment and returns the hug, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s ribs and holding him just as tight.
Buck spends so much time making Eddie feel loved, and Eddie just hopes that one day he’ll get the chance to do the same.
“Of course it’s okay,” he whispers into Buck’s ear. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
Eddie sits there for a minute, face tucked into Buck’s neck. He wants to drink up how it feels so he can never forget the feeling of being safe in Buck’s arms.
When Eddie finally gets enough of his fill, he leans back just enough to look at Buck’s face, “Can you tell me next time? I thought you were proposing!”
Buck guffaws, looking at Eddie a little incredulously, “We said we would talk about it before I proposed.”
Eddie feels a little silly, he scoffs at Buck, “I know, but I didn’t know! I interrogated Maddie on the way to pick up Chris.”
Buck shakes his head in the most fond way he can.
“Well, I’m not proposing right now, but we can talk about it soon if you want to, but…” Buck pulls Eddie, walking backwards deeper into the loft, “I still have a few more ways I want to appreciate the veteran in my life in a few different ways, if he's up from that.”
Eddie can see where this is going, right to the stairs that lead up to the bedroom.
“That could be arranged.”
Together, they ran up the stairs and fell into the bed. It’s not a proposal, but it’s definitely someday. Eddie can’t wait to have that conversation soon. Right now, it’s just him and his boyfriend, and their son- and that’s all Eddie needs.