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Ok bucktommy nation/multishippers hear me out

The return of Spy!Tommy AU

Tommy has been undercover this whole time, but he wasn’t spying on the 118- he’s deep undercover at Harbour investigating shady shit that’s happening near/in there.

His relationship with Evan developed naturally and it’s a good part of his cover, he’s been maybe a little too unattached and that can look suspicious, and he likes Buck so what’s the harm?

But uh-oh he starts to get hit with Real Feelings and now [spy drama] happens and someone close to his handler is hurt or killed. And Evan wants to get serious. And now Tommy might have his cover blown and Buck is in real danger.

So Tommy breaks it off suddenly, cuts and runs, tries to make it look like Buck and him are nothing now

But he also has to keep an eye on Buck to see if Bad Guys are after him and uh-oh they are and now they’re both in danger

Still thinking about this because of the Peril Potential

There’s so many flavours!

- Buck getting kidnapped and Spy!Tommy rescuing him

- Buck getting kidnapped and Tommy is already there, tied to a chair and panicking, insisting they not touch Evan

- Tommy thinking his plan has succeeded and nobody will come after Buck and then he just gets an unmarked envelope sent to his house with a picture of Buck in the loft clearly taken from the building opposite and his blood runs cold

- Tommy trying to move Buck to a safe location but Buck has no idea what the hell Tommy is freaking out about and then they’re suddenly getting shot at so they have to pile into a car and speed away and Buck is like “well since you’re here I’m going to absolutely unload on you for breaking up with me like that you jerk and yes this IS the right time I don’t care they shot the back window out”

(thanks for this)

Hearing Tommy call him “Buck” is what spurs him into action.

Tommy must not have been expecting him to get up after he's said his piece, because when he does, Tommy doesn’t move. Buck easily wraps his fingers around Tommy’s wrist, and he hears a slight inhale as he does so.

Buck tilts his head, frozen in place except for his fingers clutching Tommy’s wrist. He feels his jaw pop open a touch, his eyebrows raised, before he says, quietly, “‘Buck’?”

Tommy splutters, thrown off by the sudden change in events. “That’s your name, I mean—”

“Tommy,” Buck’s voice is pitched dangerously low. “You’ve never called me Buck before. Don’t start now.” He licks his lips and tracks Tommy's eyes as they follow the movement.

“Evan,” Tommy starts, and they both sigh with the comfort of hearing the name. He makes to say something else, but Buck is on him in a flash.

They each groan into the kiss, teeth clashing and touches bruising. Buck pulls back, looking into Tommy's heavily lidded eyes. “You don't call me Buck and I don't call you Thomas.” Tommy exhales just barely.

“I don't go by Thomas in my daily life, though,” he retorts.

Buck holds his gaze, and there's a lick of fire in his veins that's coming alive. Tommy always played well against his bratty nature, and there's no denying the sass he feels coming up now. “You don't go through life with people calling you ‘Daddy,’ either, do you? But you like when I call you that name just fine, huh?” Tommy's eyes flutter as soon as he says it.

“Ev-Buck. We shouldn't —” He's cut off by Buck's lips once more, who's already palming him through his jeans.

“Shouldn't what, Daddy?” Buck's hand moves to the button, the zipper, and begins to shove Tommy's pants to the floor. “If we're just going to go around making some decisions tonight, why not this one?”

buck doesn't do things half assed does he.

he's trying to slyly bring up the topic one day, over breakfast no less, after a good, long night of fucking each others brains out. “it's so hot, isn't it. we're so hot. do you think it would... look hot?”

and tommy sets down his fork very slowly and looks at buck and tells him in no uncertain terms they're not getting a ceiling mirror.

buck chokes on his coffee. “not what i had in mind.”

tommy prompts him wordlessly, with a simple look signaling for buck to just come out and say it.

“maybe a camera?”

except one camera turns into three - and buck does his research, on the brands and models, and there's a place in atwater village where he can rent the equipment, all he needs is to get some insurance paperwork sorted, easy. he sits down and reads up on how to make a good sex tape, all about the lighting and the angles and he finds some good video editing software too.

tommy idly wonders what he's got himself into. part of him is really fucking excited, part of him feels like he's being asked to audition for a part he doesn't even want, and with zero preparation, and weirdly enough, he needs to sleep with the director to get the job? he's nervous, and buck can tell.

“just forget about the cameras, pretend they're not even here,” he says, “promise i'll delete all of the footage immediately after, just say the word.”

tommy relaxes into the mattress with a sigh, pulling his boyfriend closer to him to kiss him softly. “show me what you’ve got, big boy.”

We didn’t talk nearly enough about the fact that Tommy kept his eyes closed longer than Buck did after their first kiss.