Shaving Away The Last Parts Of Your Past

"It was one of those easy nights where a haze had settled over the house. The type that only seemed to happen between the two of them, like no one outside of their bubble even existed. Eddie’s bedroom was dim, just a sliver of light sneaking out from behind the blackout curtains and creating patterns on the wall. With the outside world forgotten, Buck was stretched out across the bed like he belonged there, like he had always belonged."Or, Buck and Eddie share a quiet night together. Eddie finds out he's a fan of stubble and is maybe a little bit possessive. And Buck? Well, he's totally into it. Basically, a stubble appreciation fic.