buddie one shots 💞

Holes in Walls and Firehouse Halls

they actually arent in the firehouse in this one, it just rhymed. continuing from 5x18 when buck and eddie were fixing the wall

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Buck slapped another piece of tape over the hole, smoothing it out before covering it with the thick substance. "So, uh. Anything else to make this silence slightly less awkward?"

Eddie smiled to himself, running the sponge over the previous holes. "I don't know if it was awkward, Buck." With that response, Buck started to pull back into a stance, preparing to defend himself, but it proved to be unnecessary. "But, if you're looking for a conversation, we can talk about how to go about confronting Taylor."

That response made Buck groan. "Could we not? Sorry. I think I just need a distraction from that whole situation." He reached over for the sponge, in which Eddie was already prepared to hand it to him, using a smile as a thank you, Buck smoothed out the edges to properly blend the substance into the wall.

"We could plan another Buckley-Diaz movie and game night. Chris has been talking about how he misses actually winning games against someone." Eddie lightly teased, not making it hard to tell the white lie. Buck rolled his eyes playfully.

"I'm free whenever you guys want, honestly.. Maybe tonight would be good. I'll uh.. talk to Taylor after. Or maybe in the morning." Buck laughed breathlessly, a sort of fake one. Eddie picked up on that, but didn't mention it.

Changing the subject without straying far, Eddie faced Buck and smiled. "Thanks for helping me with my wall, it was getting kind of depressing to look at."

Putting the sponge in a tray, Buck turned to Eddie and matched his smile. "Anything for a friend."

Something about that sentence didn't sound right in either of their heads. Buck tried to rearrange the words in his head, swapping them out, but no matter how many times he tried, it just didn't sound right. The word he didn't think about replacing was the word friend.

Time passed, and Christopher and Buck were battling on Mortal Kombat, and its fair to say that Buck was eating dirt. Eddie was in the kitchen ordering food, the Buckley-Diaz usual, pepperoni pizza. Maybe basic, but you can never go wrong with it.

Christopher whooped as Buck groaned, losing for the 4th time. (He won once, but thats only because he was playing against Eddie.) Eddie quickly returned to the living room, flopping down next to his son, forcing him to become a Christopher sandwich. "Pizza is coming in 20 minutes."

"You're squishing me," Christopher dramatically mumbled out, pretending to be muffled by the guys. Buck snorted, moving over to give Chris and Eddie more room.

"Alright, let me go against Buck again- I'll beat him this time." Eddie smirked, playfully teasing. Christopher handed over the controller, mildly annoyed but willing.

"You'll never beat me, I'm just too good!" Buck's reply made Eddie snort loudly.

"You just lost like, ten times to an eleven year old!" Eddie commented, causing Buck to act offended, and Christopher to laugh victoriously.

The following night was filled with greasy hands, funny movies, sleeping kids, rage quits, and snoring dads. The ending for the Buckley-Diaz night was very common, but different each time. Plenty enjoyable aswell. Waking up sprawled out on the couch, the three of them smushed together, its typically a guessing game as to who woke up first. But even if the night is predictable, the three wouldn't have it any other way.