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EVAN
Buck settles with a bottle of water on his balcony, thinking about the not coffee date with Tommy, watching the stars 4begin to show in the twilight sky. He knows it’s too soon, but he really wants to spend more time with Tommy – a lot more time, Tommy was a lot of fun, he could joke with Buck without leaving him feeling hurt or belittled, Tommy looked at Buck as if he was a precious treasure that he only had a once in a lifetime chance to see, and needed to absorb every detail of Buck, commit him to memory.
Buck normally hated his given name, it brought up too many bad memories, when his parents called him Evan it was always sharp - like a child that needed to be corrected, he couldn’t wait to lose the name and become BUCK, cut the final ties with his old family. He had a new family now – the 118 firehouse he had a new brother, Eddie, (with Eddie came Christopher) and a new sister Hen, Hen brought her wife Karen and their son Denny into the family, Bobby, he had a dad, not a father but a proper DAD, one who accepted everything about him, even his boyfriend, as long as his son was happy and his new boyfriend was good to him –Bobby had already said Tommy was good people - Bobby cared. Bobby also brought another brother and sister, May and Harry, and a mom, MOM- Athena was a great stepmom she would listen to him, and gave the best Mom-Hugs ever, Buck could count on one hand how often Bobby called him Evan, and each time had been deserved – intended to get his attention and focus.
But Tommy, ohh Tommy, he loved when Tommy called him Evan, Evan, so soft almost like a caress, like a love name, Baby, Babe, Sweetheart, Honey, And now Evan.
Buck would need to talk to Bobby, ask him not to call him Evan any more, that was Tommy’s name for him now.