Collectively Unconsciously Composedpart I Of Let It Pour Out Of Your SoulbyRianne @rianneeyre9-1-1 |

collectively unconsciously composed  part I of let it pour out of your soul by Rianne @rianneeyre 9-1-1 | Buddie Fanfiction Covers by @ronordmann

Downstairs in the firehouse, Eddie sees Buck through the glass wall. He’s sitting on one of the benches, head in his hands. He looks so forlorn. Eddie just wants to pull him into his arms and hold him close, through all the shit that’s going on with his parents. But Buck won’t welcome that.

Still, maybe there’s something Eddie can do, however small. He does a quick 360 scan. Buck? Not looking at him. Rest of the house? Still upstairs. Equipment bay and main doors? Nobody there. He keeps his eyes on Buck as he focuses his intention. A cup of coffee appears in his hands—warm, splash of milk, just the amount of sugar Buck likes. A hint of cinnamon he didn’t consciously put in there. Okay, he’ll allow his magic that one.

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Or: in which the author re-watched Buck Begins and Jinx and thought: what if this was gayer and had actual magic?

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