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This fic was written for @bucktommycharityrace! If you're able to, please go donate to Lambda Legal!

Also warning for the fic: Read the tags. This fic is darker than I usually write, but it is an angst with a happy ending. So. Enjoy this angsty, hurt/comforty, getting back together coma fic that happens post an alternate Lab Rats with a possible plan crash! ๐Ÿฅฐ

| Pairing: BuckTommy | Rated: M | WC: 6.9K |

Summary: Tommy Kinard wakes up in a bed with Evan "Buck" Buckley. But all is not what it seems.

Excerpt:

Wake up. Wake up, Tommy. Tommy. Tommy, wake up โ€“ ! โ€œTommy.โ€ Tommy. Blinked up at him. Evan Buckley. Bedhead. And big smile. Crinkles near the eyes. And everything Tommy wanted. Everything... Tommy wanted? Black Mercy. โ€œHey, sleepyhead,โ€ said Evan, leaning down for a kiss and for a second there, Tommy gives into it. Truly. And wholly. Relaxes into the kiss. Because what else could Tommy do? It was Evan. How could he not feel Evanโ€™s kiss and lose himself in it?

In love with Samโ€™s stealth suit. Iโ€™ll sharpen this drawing up later (lord, my hand has been killing me). Heโ€™s so pretty Iโ€™m going to cry. Itโ€™s no wonder Bucky canโ€™t stop staring at him.

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