Buck decided to leave on a rainy day. The drops of water landing on his windshield calmed him down, making the choice seem less difficult. He packed up his apartment over the past month, not rushing it, only doing so when he had the free time. But Buck had a lot of free time. So his deal with himself hadn't worked out. - Maddie had helped him pack. She was the first and only one that knew what he was doing, and why he needed to do it. The lawsuit, while a lot, he didn't think it was a mistake. Not the lawsuit itself, but his actions with the lawyer to cause all of the issues within the people he called his family. The ones that didn't talk to him anymore. None of them, except for Hen at least, still talked to him a little bit at the station. But other than that he was completely iced out. Maddie only came when he'd told her he was leaving, a voicemail message because she hadn't answered her phone.

He saves lives. The other takes them. But fate doesn't care about the rules. When Eddie Diaz - the silent king of a brutal criminal empire - is gunned down in a failed arms negotiation, his survival hinges on one man: Dr. Evan Buckley, a brilliant young Chief of Surgery with steady hands and a spine of steel. Buck doesn't know the name on the table. He doesn't know the blood he's stitching belongs to one of the most dangerous men in Los Angeles. But once he saves Eddie's life, he becomes part of it - whether he wants to or not. As bullets fly, secrets bleed, and shadows close in, Buck is forced to navigate a world built on fear, family, and fractured loyalty. And Eddie? He's used to taking control - of his empire, his enemies, his emotions. But nothing could have prepared him for the man who looked into his chest and touched something far deeper than a heartbeat. What begins as survival turns into obsession. What should have been a one-night miracle becomes a war of hearts, guns, and ghosts. In the end, it's not just blood on their hands. It's love - and that's far more dangerous. !!! I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission. !!!

I love Buddie, and with me and my delulu brain, I come up with a lot of silly little scenes that I'd like to see the show do with them, WITH THEM FINALLY TOGETHER, AH! Enjoy!!! 😉 BOBBY NASH WILL FOREVER REMAIN ALIVE IN EVERY FIC I WRITE!!! ** = smutty chapter

A collection of Buddie oneshots where love, fate, and a little serendipity bring them closer-one story at a time. ♡ ©mincatz 2024 I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

Hate is a strong word. But Eddie thinks what he feels for Buck's parents comes pretty damn close.

Summary: Buck couldn't help the choked sob that left his lips. This dance meant everything to Buck and to see Eddie, who he was supposed to dance with, dancing with someone else but him? It shattered his heart into millions of pieces

They are both intently staring at the lights changing from one number to the next. Then the elevator comes to a halt and Buck assumes he'll soon be alone. But instead of pushing away from the wall, the other man is just furrowing his brows. Then Buck realizes the door isn't opening. His eyes flit back to the current story: Four. That's not where any of them wanted to get off. Buck groans. "I think we're stuck." Buck laughs a humorless laugh. "Shit." <hr> Buck gets stuck in his apartment building's broken elevator with his good-looking neighbor from the sixth floor.

Eddie has to get up the courage to tell Buck he loves him before it's too late. (One Shot)

In which Buck decides to move on from loving Eddie at the same time Eddie gathers the courage to finally admit his love for Buck.

Buck nodded to Eddie to accept the coffee, and then realization hit. His smile dropped and he stared ahead. This is really happening. Eddie is leaving. He looked at all the houses on display in his hands. He was going to be left all alone. The sting he felt in his chest, felt even deeper than when Tommy dumped him. - takes place after S8A -