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You never made it easy on us. Either one of you. We were supposed to? We were kids.

@whumpgifathon || 29: The Past Comes Back To Haunt You

PTSD | Terrible Childhood | Flashbacks

Evan 'Buck' Buckley in 911 - 4x05

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#well Buckley, I think you got that covered already...

inspired by this post by @thirdwheelravi

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“9-1-1, what's your emergancy?”

The line crackles with wordless, steady breathing until she hears a distant, 

“Oh shit, it's Maddie.” She barely catches her name as the person pulls the phone away from their ear and speaks to someone else on the other end. “I thought you said she had the day off.” 

It only takes her a second to place such a familiar voice. Her gasp echoes across the line.

“Eddie?”

"I—"

But Eddie is cut off as a new voice enters the conversation, the phone having presumably been snatched away from him. It’s not difficult for her to guess the culprit this time.

“We’re fine,” comes her brother’s voice, set behind a twinge of frustration and annoyance. “Extremely fine. No need to send anybody; thank you very much.”

“Evan, you know perfectly well that's not how this works.”

Having heard her brother’s name, Josh wanders over, incredibly amused as he picks up the spare headset. He quirks a smile, mouthing ‘this should be good.’

She sighs. Part of her knows she should be concerned. But neither Eddie nor Buck seem in dire straits which can only lead to the conclusion that whatever happened is doused in utter stupidity. “What’s your emergency?" Maddie repeats.

“Your brother is accident prone.”

“I'm accident prone?” Buck cuts in again. They must be on speaker phone now. They both ring in loud and clear. “You were the one who invited himself into my shower.”

“You were the one who said he could lift my weight.”

“I usually can.”

“Well not today.”

“Boys,” she practically snaps to contain their bickering and tries to ignore Josh’s silent laughter. “What’s the emergency?” She’s not going to ask again.

“Buck…” Eddie trails off, probably to stare at her brother with a furrowed brow and those big wide eyes that caused everyone to increase their bets the last time it happened. This better be good. “He—when we fell, I’m pretty sure he bruised a few ribs. Nothing broken at least. I set him on the couch and told him not to move but…” 

Maddie knows perfectly well how that’s going. Buck’s grumbling easily confirms her suspicions. She’s afraid to ask; she really doesn’t want to know, but curiosity is like that sometimes—it kills the cat. “Why were you showering together?”

“Conserving water,” they both reply at the same time.

Josh snorts beside her and they both share a look. A raised eyebrow, a silent ‘so it finally happened?’

“I'm sending the 118.”

Buck’s cries crackle against her ear. “Please no; Maddie, no; they'll never let me live this down. Please. Maddie. Maddie. Please.”

Chimney and Hen do not stop cackling for what feels like an unprofessional five minutes. Chimney’s gut hurts; he’s half bent over, crying tears of joy. He should take a video for Bobby, Ravi, and Maddie. They won’t believe this. It has to go on the wall of fame for the most embarrassingly moronic thing those two idiots have ever done. And there’s a lot to contend with, especially when it concerns Buck.

Who is currently shirtless and only wearing pants where at least Eddie is thankfully fully clothed—-no one needs to see that. It’s bad enough that his brother-in-law is sprawled out on the couch like Rose from the Titanic, though in far more pain and glaring at all of them as if one look alone can teleport them all back to the station. His hair is still curled and wet from their infamous shower, something Chimney could have also lived forever without knowing about. He should bleach his eyes and brain after his shift ends.

“You're getting old, Buckaroo,” he says, grinning as he plops his medical bag on the ground.

“Shut up.”

Able to rein her amusement quicker, Hen begins to examine Buck’s side, feeling around his ribs and shaking her head at his hiss of discomfort. She confirms Eddie’s diagnosis. “Should we give you the spiel about the dangers of shower sex now or when you're released from the hospital?”

“I don't know why I'm getting the brunt of this,” Buck mutters as he swings his gaze around, landing on Eddie standing behind the couch next to him. “It was all Eddie's fault.”

Chimney snaps his gum. “And yet it takes two to tango.”

“I'm glad you all find our humiliation hilarious.”

Hen pulls off her gloves. “I can't believe this is how we find out you two are dating. You couldn't announce it over a group text like normal people?”

“Hen, when have they ever been normal?” Chimney comments as he starts to check Buck for concussion—you know, in case. Buck scrunches his nose when Chimney flashes light into his eyes. He is not sorry in the least.

He also just lost out on a hundred dollars but he should focus on the more important priorities right now. It’s just so difficult to concentrate when his idiot brother-in-law and idiot coworker finally sealed the deal five years after the entire 118 started betting on their obliviousness.

Buck flips them his middle finger. “You’re all disinvited from the future wedding. Eddie and I are perfectly happy eloping.”

Eddie, who’d been expressing his silent concern since they arrived—red-cheeked from mortification—breaks his crossed-arm stance to take Buck’s outstretched hand. He smiles, a little toothy. “Sounds good to me.”

God, did they just get engaged?

Chimney mimes gagging when they lean in to kiss. Nope. No. This might be worse than the glaring obliviousness. Maybe it is better that he’s disinvited from the wedding. No one needs to see all that.

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inspired by this

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you're gonna be okay, kid

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as much as i like slow-burn i'm deeply endeared to early-established buddie if only so buck would get a more official (step)dad position while chris was little...he yearns to be a mother............

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some more early-established stepdad buck

also these tags on the last post (credits @anirudhpisharody ) that i haven't been able to stop thinking about..........

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ASK R/RELATIONSHIPS: IS IT NORMAL TO DREAM ABOUT YOUR MALE BEST FRIEND HOLDING YOUR INFANT SON (I'M STRAIGHT)

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something about absences

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a collection

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au that lives in my head (that's 99% just for buck to know chris as a baby) where buck and eddie come to la and meet earlier. what if we met at the most miserable time of our lives but it worked.......

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keep fitting in my chest pocket

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self indulgent art until morale increases

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um. would you draw buck or eddie holding a baby and the other realizing. stuff. it can be them realizing theyre in love or buck wants to have eddiebabies up to you

your wish is my command my liege

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in a baby vibe