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  1. Public Bookmark 59

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    Eddie had always secretly desired things he couldn't have.

    He desired parents who would cherish him, the same way he was supposed to cherish his or else be uninvited from Heaven.

    He desired steak on Sundays and he desired to win a baseball trophy in his name.

    Turns out, Eddie also desired to kiss a boy.

    Just once.

    Just once wouldn't count. Right?

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    OR Eddie has always claimed that he shared his first kiss with Shannon. Only it wasn't the case.

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    19 Apr 2026

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    “Bye, Eddie,” Buck says quickly, fluttering his lashes innocently at him, he smiles widely at glare he’s getting, and adds, “I love you.”

    Eddie rolls his eyes, “Asshole,” he replies, his face blushed bright red.

    (Or, Buck finds out that Eddie gets all flustered when someone tells him they love him. Naturally, Buck needs to tell him all the time now. It’s purely platonic, leave him alone.)

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    15 Apr 2026

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    “You’re cheating,” Buck accuses.

    “I’m winning,” Eddie pants, looking far too smug.

    “I’m—” Buck tries to tug his arms free from Eddie’s hold to no avail. How is Eddie so damn strong? “I’m letting you.”

    “You’re letting me pin you down? Do you like getting your ass handed to you, Buck?”

    Heat floods Buck’s gut. He does like getting his ass handed to him. Or—no, well… he likes being pinned, or thrown against walls, or–or floors. But that’s different. That’s a sex thing. This is definitely not a sex thing. This is a bro thing. They’re bro-wrestling. Bro-housing. This is the most platonic thing Buck’s done in his entire life. He doesn’t know why he’s sweating.

    Channelling his inner carpet python, he gives a determined wriggle, but Eddie’s hands tighten around his wrists. The feeling sends a shock through Buck’s spinal column.

    Oh no.

    Eddie, breathless and beautiful above him, repeats, “Say uncle.”

    Breath stuttering out of him, Buck freezes.

    Use your head, Buck thinks. His dick twitches. Then, panicked, the big one.

    Or: Buck and Eddie wrestle over the remote. They forget the remote.

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    05 Apr 2026

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    “Bathroom’s free, by the way,” Ryan says, voice too light for the grin it pulls, “if you want to… y’know.”

    A normal person would’ve finished the sentence. Shower. But Ryan leaves the sentence hanging just long enough to let implication bloom, as if a shower isn’t the only thing Oliver will get up to in there.

    Not that it’s any of Ryan’s business, Oliver thinks haughtily, ten minutes later, fist moving in short and furious strokes under the scalding water.

    Or, there's a storm in Nashville, and out of the two of them, Ryan's the only one who had the sense to extend his checkout date.

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    20 Mar 2026

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    “Don’t–” Ilya starts, already reaching, already cupping Shane’s face between both hands, thumbs warm and tender against his cheekbones like they’ve always belonged there.

    Shane’s eyes are big and gorgeous and genuinely curious. “Don’t what?”

    Don’t make me look like a lovesick idiot. Don’t make my heart trip over itself for a way out of my chest and into yours. Don’t say it like that—so fucking sincere—like you don’t know how devastating it is for me.

    “Don’t butcher my language,” he says instead and kisses Shane’s smile hard, like reflex, like gravity, like there was never going to be another option.

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    Shane sets out to learn Russian. Ilya discovers he's incapable of keeping his composure.

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    03 Feb 2026