This may be exaggerated but I would like to put how I feel (off my happy pills of course😘) into buck because sometimes it's hard to explain and I feel like he should be sad right now🤭😘
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8:36am.
"Buck, do you want breakfast this morning?" Eddie leans over to bucks side of the bed where he was sleeping.
"No thank you" buck mutters. His eyes were pink and there were little crusties on the corners of his eyes.
"Okay. I'll be in the kitchen" Eddie places a small kiss on bucks forehead, gets up and leaves the room. Buck pulled the blanket back over his head feeling too tired to move.
10:27am.
Eddie walked into their room and started to change his clothes getting ready to shower. Buck woke up and turned over trying to get comfortable.
"Hey when are you going to get up?" Eddie asks. Buck shrugged. He was so tired he got anxious thinking about doing anything. He closed his eyes and drifted back off to sleep.
1:18pm.
Buck opens his eyes. He was still tired but he sat up and whipped his eyes. He felt so tired. Not sleepy tired, life tired. He didn't want to get up but he did. He walked out to see Eddie watching TV. The room smelt like lemons. Eddie cleaned the kitchen.
"Welcome sleepy head" Eddie chuckled. The sound of Eddie's voice made buck want to rip his ears off. He was so annoyed for no reason.
He nodded and fake smiled. "Hey what's up with you?" He asks. "Nothing?" Buck replied sort of annoyed. Buck walked back to the bedroom to grab some clothes for a shower.
He showered for 2 hours. Eddie didn't hear anything from the bathroom but the running water hitting the tub.
He opened the door and buck was sitting legs crossed as he let the water run through his hair with his head down. "Hey what are you doing" Eddie asked standing at the door.
"Showering" buck replies. "I made macaroni the way you like it if you want some?" "Okay" buck nodded. Eddie left the bathroom and closed the door. But eventually got out of the shower and went to the kitchen. He was sweaty and he was angry.
"I got a bowl out for you" Eddie said from the couch. Buck didn't reply. "Did you hear me?"
"Oh my god stop talking!?" Buck yelled. He didn't want to eat anymore. He just walk away and went to their room. He locked the door. As he laid back down onto the bed he covered up with blankets. Waves of sadness overcame him and he began to tear up. He wanted to slam his fists into his knees. He wanted to scream at the very top of his lungs and punch the wall until his hands began to bleed.
Eddie knocked on the door. He tried to move the door nob but it didn't budge. "Buck?" He yelled "what do you want.." he muttered. "What's wrong?" Eddie asked. The lock was fucked so only a few jiggles of the job loosened it so he could get in.
