You Have To Dance With Who You Love, Christopher Said Simply. Like Bobby And Athena And Chimney And Maddie

“You have to dance with who you love,” Christopher said simply. “Like Bobby and Athena and Chimney and Maddie and Hen and Karen. You love Buck so you have to dance with Buck.”

Summary: Eddie doesn’t really like parties, but he’s glad he went to this one. 

Written for Flufftober Prompt #1, ‘Dancing’. Doesn’t really fit canon, but would probably be set in an alternate season 3 where Buck heals up without any issues and gets straight back to work.

Tags: @evansdiaz; @lrose21; @sofuckingchuffed; @foreveermee; @movie-addict24; @lovelydreamsandcolors; @silkevanloon; @escritos-na-alma

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Eddie wasn’t really a fan of parties. They were loud and busy and full of couples, and since he and Shannon had split every party had inevitably ended with him stood alone in a corner or sat alone at a table, watching a roomful of people laugh and dance and enjoy themselves in a way he hadn’t since who knew when. 

So no, Eddie didn’t like parties at all, but when Bobby and Athena had decided to throw a belated wedding reception, he couldn’t exactly not show up. Besides, he wanted to show up, to be there for them even if he’d end up awkward and alone by the end of the evening. So he dug out his suit,  searched Christopher’s wardrobe for the smartest clothes he owned, bought what he thought passed as a decent bottle of wine to gift a newly-married couple, and hoped for the best. 

The venue wasn’t dissimilar to the place where he and Shannon had had their own reception years ago: a decent-sized hall with wooden flooring so shiny it reflected the spotlights over the makeshift dance floor, paper decorations thrown over beams and wrapped around pillars. The hall was already over halfway-full with family members and coworkers and friends of friends Eddie couldn’t place, all so absorbed in their own conversations they barely noticed as he and Christopher walked in. Eddie swallowed, straightened his tie, and rested a hand on Christopher’s back. 

“Is Buck here?” Christopher craned his neck hopefully, trying to peer through the groups of strangers. 

Eddie mustered a smile. “I’m not sure, buddy. I’m sure he will be, though, eventually.” But Christopher’s eyes had already lit up, a beam stretching from ear to ear.

“Buck!” 

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for once in my life.

summary: “There’s just something about Eddie and Christopher that makes Buck want to lay his entire heart and soul out for them. ” buck and eddie have a day off and they spend it with christopher, playing scrabble, and proposing to each other. no big deal, just a typical day.

author’s note: i have not written fanfiction in such a LONG time, but buck and eddie on 911 are in love and definitely raising a song together so… this happened. shoutout to @weallknownow​ for buddie spiraling with me every night. true friends understand your ships. 

words: 3,971 (this got… long)

also posted on ao3 

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Nights like tonight felt like dreams. It wasn’t often Buck and Eddie shared a day off, ones where they could grocery shop in the morning and go to the park all afternoon with Christopher. Buck’s hand might have been sore from holding Chris’ but it was the best kind of sore, the kind he’d endure for a thousand lifetimes if it meant more times like this. Eddie has insisted on cooking tonight, which meant Buck and Chris stayed clear of the kitchen. The family unit had parted ways earlier that evening, Buck making Eddie promise not to start a fire and Chris exclaiming that “at least Buck could save us all again!” Eddie had just smiled, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek and shooing them both from the room.

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pure at heart.

Buck and Eddie: just two best friends fighting and making up like best friends do