Males x Male reader

Even Buckly X Male Reader

Title: A Whisper of Love

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. In the fading light, the quiet town of Cypress Ridge settled into the tranquil rhythm of evening. Buck, the town’s enigmatic and steadfast sheriff, leaned against the porch rail of his modest cabin. His eyes followed the drifting clouds, lost in thought.

You had always admired Buck from a distance—his dedication, his quiet strength, the way he carried himself with such a gentle confidence. Tonight, you decided, was the night to confront your feelings.

You walked up the porch steps, your heart pounding in your chest. Buck turned to you, his usually stern face softening into a welcoming smile.

“Evenin’. What brings you by?” he asked, his voice warm yet curious.

“I needed to talk,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. “Is now a good time?”

“Sure is,” Buck said, stepping aside to let you in. “You want some coffee or somethin’?”

“Just your company,” you said, taking a seat on the porch swing. Buck sat beside you, the swing creaking softly under your combined weight.

There was a moment of comfortable silence, the kind that spoke volumes without needing words. You stared out at the horizon, gathering your thoughts. Buck’s presence beside you was reassuring, like a steady heartbeat in the quiet night.

“You know, Buck,” you began, your voice barely above a whisper, “I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About us.”

Buck tilted his head, his eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity. “Us?”

“Yeah,” you said, turning to face him. “I’ve realized that... I care about you. A lot. More than just a friend.”

Buck’s face softened, and he studied you for a moment, as if searching for the right words. “I’ve noticed you’ve been quiet lately,” he admitted. “Thought maybe it was somethin’ on your mind.”

You took a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and nervousness. “It’s more than just somethin’. It’s a lot. I think... I think I’m in love with you, Buck.”

The words hung in the air, and for a few seconds, everything seemed to pause. Buck’s expression shifted from surprise to something softer, more vulnerable. He reached out, taking your hand gently in his.

“I’ve been feelin’ the same way,” Buck confessed, his voice barely above a murmur. “Just didn’t know how to say it.”

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. “Maybe it’s time we stopped hiding from how we feel.”

Buck’s eyes met yours, a tender smile playing on his lips. Slowly, he leaned in, but you gently cupped his face with your free hand and guided him closer.

You closed the distance between you, your lips meeting his in a kiss that spoke of all the unspoken words and emotions. It was soft and tender at first, but soon deepened as Buck responded, his hand cradling the back of your neck.

You took the lead, guiding the kiss with a mixture of passion and care. When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, but the look in Buck’s eyes was filled with adoration.

“Guess we don’t need to hide anymore,” Buck said, his voice thick with emotion.

“Guess not,” you replied, resting your forehead against his.

As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, you both settled back into the swing, hand in hand, hearts in perfect sync.

Buck had always been one to keep his emotions close to his chest, preferring action over words. He was the sort of person who would much rather show his affection through a spontaneous act of bravery than through a heartfelt confession. But lately, his heart had been quietly beating a different rhythm whenever you were around.

The two of you had been spending more time together lately, bonding over late-night conversations and shared adventures. Buck found himself looking forward to these moments more than he cared to admit. He was drawn to your laughter, the way your eyes sparkled when you spoke, and the way you made him feel more alive than he had in years.

One evening, as the sun began to set and cast a golden hue over the landscape, the two of you found yourselves on a quiet hill overlooking the city. The day had been filled with laughter and easy companionship, but now a more reflective silence had settled between you.

Buck was sitting on the grass, staring out at the horizon, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced with a thoughtful expression. You sat beside him, the quiet calm of the moment wrapping around you both. The air was cool, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and distant city lights.

You glanced at Buck, noting the distant look in his eyes. You had sensed something unspoken between you, a tension that had been building up over the past few weeks. Gathering your courage, you decided it was time to address it.

“Buck,” you said softly, drawing his attention away from the view. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

Buck turned to look at you, his eyes searching yours for a moment. “What’s up?” he asked, his voice gentle.

You took a deep breath, feeling the weight of your emotions pressing against your chest. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately about us, about how much I enjoy being with you, how much you mean to me.”

Buck’s gaze softened, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. “I’ve been feeling the same way,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

The admission hung in the air between you, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. Instead, the world seemed to pause, the only sounds being the distant hum of the city and the rustling of leaves.

You reached out, placing a hand gently on Buck’s cheek, your thumb brushing against his skin. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment, and you could feel the heat of his breath against your fingers.

With a mixture of tenderness and determination, you leaned in slowly, your heart pounding in your chest. Buck’s eyes opened, meeting yours with a look of both surprise and anticipation.

When your lips finally met his, it was a soft and tentative kiss at first, as if testing the waters. But then, feeling the warmth of his lips against yours, you took the lead, deepening the kiss with a gentle but firm pressure. Buck responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you closer.

The kiss was filled with a passion that had been building for so long, a sweet and unspoken declaration of the feelings that had been growing between you. When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your foreheads resting against each other.

Buck’s eyes were shining with a mixture of happiness and wonder. “Wow,” he said softly, a smile spreading across his face. “I didn’t know I needed that.”

You smiled back, your heart swelling with joy. “Neither did I,” you replied, your fingers still caressing his cheek. “But I’m glad we did.”

The two of you sat there for a while longer, wrapped in each other’s arms, the sunset painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. It was a moment of pure contentment, a promise of many more to come.

@Smartmouth305 Hope you like it.