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We need Chim to be Eli for Buck and tell him how Tommy always had his walls up and it was hard for him to get through. But it's worth it, and if Buck wants to be with him, he has to fight.

bucktommy + kitty + makeshift cuddle pile on the floor = lots of bandaids

for @daniwib

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So this is 5k words. Didn't mean for that to happen. This is for BuckTommy Fluffebruary Day Sixteen: Didn't Know They Were Dating AU. This is the one fill that doesn't take place in the same timeline as my other fills and is set in some nebulous period between 405 and 409. So Buck knows about Daniel. Jes-Yun isn't born yet. You can also read this on AO3 here. Tagging @bucktommyfluffebruary

They meet one night when Maddie is asked to cover a shift at the last minute and Chimney begs Buck to step in for a karaoke trivia thing he'd been invited to. When he arrives at the bar, Chimney is sitting with two big guys at a table. One of the guys introduces himself as Sal, and he seems cool enough. The other guy is Tommy, and he's definitely really cool.

“My girlfriend's brother is stepping in for her,” Chimney explains.

“H-hey,” Buck says, waving awkwardly. “I'm Evan. Buck. Evan Buckley.”

It's the least smooth way he's ever introduced himself in his adult life, but he keeps wondering what the hell Tommy's diet and exercise routine is. The guy is massive. He's so warm, though, when he shakes Buck's hand. Literally, because his hands are radiating heat, but he also smiles with his whole face instead of just a polite tilt of his mouth. Buck finds himself smiling back and ducking his head when Tommy lets his hand go.

“Wasn't your girlfriend the secret karaoke weapon?” Sal asks.

“Yeah, but this guy's the secret trivia weapon,” Chimney says, clapping Buck on the shoulder. “You said science and history always gets you, right? Here's your solution.”

Buck flushes and shrugs when Tommy's eyes sweep over him. “I hope I can help.”

He settles in for a night of karaoke trivia, and he's not much help on the pop culture stuff. But there's an entire series of questions themed around popular animals at the LA Zoo, and Buck gets all of them. As he answers, Tommy's blue eyes stay on him, and Buck finds himself answering with more and more confidence. When Celestial Bodies turns out to be the next category, he's quick to answer everything he knows instead of waiting politely for everyone else in the group.

By the end, the Worst Responders (Sal’s idea) win the night, and they sit with a pitcher of beer, their pride, and a Visa gift card each. When Chimney goes to take a call from Maddie and Sal gets up to use the bathroom, Buck suddenly doesn't know what to say to Tommy.

“That was pretty amazing, Evan,” Timmy says, raising his glass.

Buck opens his mouth to correct him, but instead he clinks their glasses and says, “Not so bad yourself, Tommy.”

I love that this is basically how this interaction went. ❤️

thinking about how Tommy learned from Bobby, just like Buck did, to take care of his loved ones in showing up for them and how feeding them plays a significant role in that

EVAN & TOMMY + some of my favourite moments | part two

au when tommy is an audiobook narrator for a book buck is currently listening to, and he immediately intrigued with this voice that he searched the list of projects he'd been on and put them all to his to-listen list. tommy did his job very well; his intonation is clear, his tone is engaging and he put emphasis in every right place. one thing, though; his fake mouth static impression is very bad.

oh damn, I forgot I wrote this for the fluff thing. This was done for @livelaughlou who isn't even on here right now 😭 but can enjoy it later. Here's sleepy cuddles:

“No.” Buck gripped onto Tommy's arm, not bothering to open his eyes.

“It's morning,” Tommy informed him, voice gravelly as he turned onto his side. He rested his free hand, the one not being held in a death grip by his boyfriend, on Buck's chest.

“Nothing to do today,” Buck reminded him. “Just stay here. All day.”

“What if I need to pee?”

“You don't.”

“How do you know?”

Buck kicked his leg out until it touched Tommy's foot. “Your feet get cold when you need to pee.”

sleepy cuddles

@bucktommyfluffebruary, day 10. rated G.

Evan had been officially moved in with Tommy for two weeks.

Five weeks, unofficially, and yet the novelty of waking up beside him still hadn't worn off.

This morning Tommy is the one to wake first, Evan having gotten in late from a three alarm in Beverly Hills.

He doesn't open his eyes straightaway, instead savouring the sound of Evan's soft breaths in his ear, the feel of his head pillowed on his chest and the proprietary arm thrown across his stomach.

read the rest under the cut or on ao3 // other days here

but also you know what i think about all the time. how when chim is trying to treat buck after the lightning strike he's. scrambled. he's scared. get the lifepak off! get the lifepak ready! get that lifepak OFF! hen has to remind him that they can't shock him. he just stands there for a few precious seconds before racing to start compressions. he's on the gurney the entire drive to the hospital, not stopping. that's his brother, maddie's baby brother. he's reaching for kevin all over again with each compression. unflappable endlessly competent and intelligent chimney who can coach a frightened victim into helping him triage his own goddamn self while in an ambulance dangling off the edge is so scared in that moment it takes time for his brain to catch up with what he needs to do. that's literally his brother im-

WIP Wednesday (even tho it’s Thursday lmao) thanks for the tag @setmeatopthepyre the below is from my bucktommy ice hockey au! Technically this is the sequel to the first part I haven’t posted yet but anyway shhh

“What’s the penalty for hitting your coach?” Eddie asked mildly.

Buck’s attention flew back to the game in time to see a frame of Gerrard screaming at Tommy through the sin bin glass. Tommy wasn’t exactly shouting back but he was far from passively accepting whatever his coach was trying to get over. The increasingly familiar helplessness washed over Buck; he hadn’t really anticipated just how much he would want to be there for Tommy when they started up their long distance thing, and he was doubly unprepared for the ache in his chest every time he missed the guy. Through it all was an increasingly familiar cold breeze of doubt, sharp in his nose and lungs, that maybe Tommy didn’t want Buck clinging to him over late night video calls or massive text threads that Tommy read but rarely replied to anymore.

Hen made a thoughtful noise and said, “Kinard’s too steady to risk a shot at the cup. Especially at his age.”

“He’s not that old,” Buck said too quickly to be normal.

“He’s about seventy in hockey years,” Chim pointed out.

“Which makes you a spry sixty-five,” Hen said with a laugh.

Buck prayed that no one noticed he was a beat behind the chirping.

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the flavor of your lips is enough to keep me pressing

the coffee shop au • bucktommy • 1k words

“Can I get a name?” Tommy asks, picking up a marker and a paper cup.

“Buck.”

Tommy pauses with the tip of the marker only having made a dot on the blue cup. He looks up at the customer, who’s looking at him expectantly. “Yeah, I’m not writing that on here. Nor am I calling it out in the middle of a busy café.”

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