Evan 'Buck' Buckley oneshots

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All the translations are from google, feel free to correct if wrong :D

Buck spoke Spanish, and it was slowly driving Eddie crazy.

Doesn't matter the circumstance, as long as Spanish was coming out of Buck's mouth, Eddie was worryingly turned on. He didn't even know why, when Ana spoke Spanish, it was like having a conversation with any other Spanish person, not the Latina girlfriend he was supposed to love and find attractive.

Though it might be because he's got a case of madly-in-love-with-my-best-friend disease. And for someone who he thought was just American, his pronunciation was perfect. It was addicting. The way he pronounced everything perfect. His voice was addicting enough in English.

He wanted Buck to whisper dirty things in his ear, telling him what he was going to do to Eddie while Eddie was pinned underneath Buck. Or moan curses as Buck's pinned under Eddie.

He was so fucked.

Buck knew that Eddie liked the fact he spoke Spanish, much like Hen, he's observant. He noticed the way Eddie readjusts when he pronounces something perfectly. The blush that you can see peering out the collar of Eddie's uniform. The way his breath hitches. The way he always moves away when Buck speaks Spanish.

So Buck decided to fuck with Eddie.

Spanish pet names.

He knows Eddie's weak for English ones, let alone Spanish. So this should go wonderfully.

"Hola, chico guapo, can you pass me that rag over there please?" Buck asked. Eddie was slightly late so Buck was changed and cleaning the fire truck as Eddie was walking past the ladder Buck was on. (Pretty Boy)

Buck smirked at the way he saw Eddie grab onto the leg of the ladder, wavering slightly as Eddie's shaky hand reached for the rag then handing it to Buck, refusing to look him in the eyes.

"Gracias, Eds." Chuckling to himself as Eddie shakily walked away.

That was one of many examples of Buck using his skills in making Eddie gayer by the minute. He wasn't stupid enough to do it on calls, of course. Only at the firehouse.

But Buck was calling him every name under the fucking sun, and Eddie only had so much self control. 

He was weak for Evan Buckley.

The 118 had a bad call. A child was lost and it hit Eddie hard. He was silent and didn't talk much for the rest of the 12 hour shift. Buck had tried to get him to talk, eat or drink but he wouldn't, so he laid off until the end of shift.

Buck asked him if he wanted Buck to go with him as Chris was at Denny's with Harry for a sleepover and Buck really didn't want Eddie alone right now. Eddie said yes and they went back to Eddie's in silence.

"Cariño, come. Por favor." Buck demands, softly but leaving no room for argument. (Darling, eat please)

And Eddie fucking whimpers.

"Eds?" Buck asks, smirking slightly.

Eddie blushes, his face a new shade of red.

"Amor, do you like being commanded in Spanish?" Buck's full on smirking now. (Love)

"You already know the answer to that."

"I know you love it, cariño," Eddie shivered as his breath hitched. "But I also know you need to eat. So how about we make a deal, you eat dinner, and I'll do whatever you want me to, hm?"