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"Can you kiss it better?" Buck/Eddie

Hi darling 🥰🩷 Hope you like it!

This one somehow also became part of my kiss prompts!

So...

Kiss Me Once Cause You Know I Had A Long Night 32/?

5. Intertwining your fingers

Summary:

Eddie crosses the kitchen with a fondly exasperated smile and takes Buck’s hand. “Which finger did you hit?”

“This one,” Buck drawls, flipping him off.

Eddie gives him a thoroughly unimpressed glare he's seen on Chris a million times.

“Don’t know that there's anything I can do to help, bud.”

“Can you kiss it better?” Buck asks, only half joking.

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“Ah, fuck,” Buck hisses, yanking his hand back from the cabinet.

“What's up?” Eddie frowns, turning away from where he'd been putting a stack of plates back in the cabinet.

“I jammed my hand in the cabinet door,” Buck says through gritted teeth, shaking out his right hand with a grimace.

“Do I need to call you a wambulance?” Eddie teases.

“Fuck off,” Buck laughs, tossing the tea towel at him. “I'm probably gonna bruise.”

Eddie crosses the kitchen with a fondly exasperated smile and takes Buck’s hand. “Which finger did you hit?”

“This one,” Buck drawls, flipping him off.

Eddie gives him a thoroughly unimpressed glare he's seen on Chris a million times.

“Don’t know that there's anything I can do to help, bud.”

“Can you kiss it better?” Buck asks, only half joking.

To his shock, and absolute delight, Eddie brings Buck's hand to his lips, pressing a featherlight kiss to his knuckles.

“Better?” Eddie asks softly, looking at Buck through his lashes.

“Um…” Buck clears his throat. Something in Eddie's expression, soft and yet challenging, makes Buck want to be a little brave. “It… kinda hurt my whole hand.”

Eddie ducks and presses his lips to the back of Buck's hand before turning his arm and kissing his palm, making Buck's breath catch in his throat.

“Better yet?” Eddie asks in a whisper, his thumb caressing where his lips had just been.

“No,” Buck replies.

Eddie kisses his inner wrist, right over his thundering pulse point. With agonizing slowness, he trails kisses up Buck's arm- his forearm, the crook of his elbow, his bicep. He reaches Buck's shoulder and stops, looking into Buck's eyes.

“How about now?”

Buck swallows with an audible click. “No.”

Eddie ducks his head again, slowly tugging Buck’s collar out of the way, exposing his throat. Featherlight kisses spread from his collarbone to his jaw like lichtenberg figures. Heat sparks in Buck’s gut as Eddie kisses behind his ear. He exhales a shuddering breath and tangles his fingers in Eddie's hair as the man tugs his earlobe with his teeth.

“Better?” Eddie asks in a husky whisper, nosing at Buck's jaw. He dances his fingertips down Buck's arm- leaving goosebumps in their wake- and laces their fingers together.

“No,” Buck rasps.

Eddie leans back and looks into Buck's eyes before dropping his gaze to his lips. Buck surges forward and slots their lips together. The butterflies that had been swarming in Buck's gut since Eddie kissed his knuckles transform into fireworks, bright and blinding and beautiful, setting every nerve ending on fire.

Eddie uses his hold on his hand to wrap Buck’s arm around his waist so he can cup Buck's neck. Buck presses them more firmly together, close enough their rib cages could interlock. Eddie arches into him as Buck teases the seam of his lips. He tilts Eddie just the way he wants him and dives in deeper, swallowing the soft noise Eddie makes when Buck's tongue brushes his.

They don't separate until the need for oxygen demands it. Even then, they don't go far, their foreheads pressed together as they breathe each other's air.

“Better now?” Eddie asks breathlessly.

Buck smiles at Eddie's swollen lips and takes his hand from where it had settled on Buck's chest. He laces their fingers together and presses his lips to Eddie's knuckles. "Yes," he whispers before kissing him again.

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Fic Title: Someone to Watch Over Me

Buck isn't okay. Hasn't been since May called from the hospital. He stays by Bobby's side any chance he gets. He reads to him, tells him about the new lasagna recipe, about how worried he is about everyone else- although Eddie does come up the most.

It's a parallel to Bobby staying by Buck's bedside. May took Bobby away, but who's going to take care of Buck? Hen tried, Maddie and Chim tried, even May made an attempt.

Eddie let him be for a few days. He remembers how it was when Buck was in his coma. He felt useless, and terrified, and cowardly. He remembers watching Bobby, all night the first two nights, sitting by Buck with his prayer beads. Buck doesn't have that faith to lean on. But Eddie makes sure Buck can lean on him.

For the week Bobby is sedated, Buck watches over Bobby, and Eddie watches over Buck.

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Sentence: for Buck/Eddie. “I thought you knew.”

Hi darling! 🥰 This turned out angstier than I thought it was going to be. Hope you like it!

Eddie can't take his eyes off the ring. The gold band shines in the morning sun, almost blinding him. "I thought you knew," Buck says in a quiet, almost guilty voice. Eddie shakes his head. "You didn't say anything." "It was a little sudden," Buck says with a weak chuckle. Eddie makes a noncommittal hum and nods his understanding. He still remembers proposing to Shannon, in the bed of his pickup one night while they were stargazing and thinking of baby names. "This doesn't..." Buck curls his hand into a fist and shoves it in his pocket as his other hand rakes through his hair. "This doesn't change anything between us... right?" Eddie's heart aches at the memory that question brings up. It was only three months ago Buck asked him that. Only three months ago that Buck told Eddie he couldn't stop thinking about Tommy. Too late, too late, too late. The words ring in a loop in his ears. It's the story of his life. Too late to fix his marriage. Too late to save Shannon. Too late to love Buck. Buck is happy. That's all he can hope for. Eddie plasters on a smile he knows Buck doesn't buy as genuine, and claps a hand on his shoulder. "This doesn't change anything between us."

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