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Eddie’s terrified. The weight lodged in his chest has shifted to complete and utter panic. His skin is hot. His eyes are burning. There was once a time when he’d say, I do not panic, but even that was a lie. Eddie panics a lot, actually. But he’s been taught how to manage it, how to make himself Jello, how to bring himself back to reality.
But this reality is what’s panic-inducing, and he can’t Jello himself out of this one.
Because he’s not scared for himself. Eddie’s killed men before. More than four at a time. Eddie’s, objectively, been in worse situations than this. Eddie’s been shot and stabbed and buried.
But he’s never been in a situation like this, with a four-year-old who means the world to him, a four-year-old who’s Buck’s son.
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Or - Eddie takes Theo to the mall. The trip does NOT go as planned, when robbers infiltrate and they’re forced into a hostage situation.
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03 Jun 2026
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“If you wanted to see me that bad, you could’ve just asked me out.”
There’s a choked sound from the chair. A muffled laugh, quickly swallowed.
Buck’s eyes flick, just once, toward the chair, and then he flushes so fast it’s equal parts alarming and endearing.
“I’m fine,” he says, each word coming with its own zip code.
He always does that. It’s their routine, their little dance. He tries to bolt, she gives him a reason not to, without calling him out. He acts like it doesn’t hurt, she pretends she doesn’t notice the way his jaw tightens, the tremor in his hands.
This time, though, it doesn’t get that far.
“What you are is stubborn,” the guy in the chair says. If there’s meant to be an edge to it, Sam can’t find one. “You took a pretty bad hit to the head, Buck. The helmet came off. You should let them check you out.”
Buck rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t argue. Doesn’t even try.
That’s new.
Sam studies him for half a second, then gestures. “Okay, chin down.”or, Buck and Eddie being perceived by an ER nurse for a decade
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- Part 5 of buddie nde fest
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02 Jun 2026
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“I got this thing,” Eddie says, catching him in his tracks.
“Thing?”
He turns fully toward Eddie, because if Eddie’s gonna drop something on him, Buck’s going to look directly at it. No mercy.Eddie blinks – once, twice – the only crack in his cool.
“A while back, an army buddy invited me to his wedding. Figured by the time it rolled around, I’d… have someone.” He breathes out through his nose. “So I put down a plus one.”
Buck loses it a little. Not out loud, not dramatically. Just this bright grin that won’t quit.
“The wedding’s Saturday. If you don’t have plans… you wanna come with me?”
Buck’s smile falters. His chest does this weird, traitorous flutter he absolutely did not authorize.
“Yeah,” he blurts, fast enough to shut down whatever escape hatch Eddie’s about to open. “Yes. Sure. I mean– yeah.”
or, Eddie invites Buck as his plus one to his buddy’s wedding, it all goes exactly like one would expect.
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- Part 1 of mathematically inevitable
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02 Jun 2026
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Eddie loads the metaphorical gun, cocks it. “I would’ve found my way to you. That I'm even more sure of.”
Buck is burning. That’s the only way he can describe this. Eddie says something like that, and then Buck will end the call, and he’ll crawl into Eddie’s bed in Eddie’s house and stare at the patches in Eddie’s bedroom wall that he helped Eddie patch up, and he’ll pretend like this isn’t going to kill him. He’s entirely convinced he’s going to die before Eddie ever crosses the California state line again.
He digs his own grave. “You sound confident for a guy who doesn’t believe in fate.”
“Nah, it’s not fate. It’s us and pure determination.”
or: eddie moves to texas. buck moves into his place. he holds his breath for the one hundred and twenty one days it takes for eddie to make his way back home.
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13 May 2026
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At Fort Benning, Eddie Diaz was stripped of more than his hair.
Years later, a barbershop in LA — and a man named Buck — might help him put the pieces back together.This isn't just about haircuts. It's about consent, kindness, and the long road back to yourself.
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“Hair doesn’t care where it’s cut,” Buck said. “It’s where you feel the safest.”
Eddie pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes.
I’m okay. I’m safe.
Buck is keeping me safe.Series
- Part 1 of Barber!Buddie
Bookmarked by lewmilton
10 May 2026