Title: The Best Wrong Number, Ever
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Explicit Sex
Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Eddie Diaz/Evan Buckley
Tags: Canon Divergence, Getting Together
Summary: Eddie had never really been on the end of a wrong number text, but he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to keep texting the person. He was just so lonely.
Word Count: 2,380
Spoilers: Up Through Season 5
Author Notes:
Beta: Grammarly



Eddie Diaz rubbed at his face as he dropped the last box into his bedroom. The living room, kitchen, and Chris' room had been his focus of him over the last week, so his boxes had stayed in the pod with their house from El Paso. He had been more than happy to sleep on the mattress on the floor in his room while he focused on the rest of the house between the odd jobs he took that got him enough money to survive while he waited on his spot at the LAFD Academy to open up.

"Dad, what's for dinner?" Chris asked.

"I am not sure. I'll see what's in the fridge." Eddie looked at Chris as he nodded in the doorway. "I'll be working in here for the next while, so you can go and watch TV if you want."

"I'll go read in the living room, so the sound of you dropping things doesn't distract me."

"Keep up the sass, and we will have a salad for dinner!" Eddie yelled out the door.

Chris's laughter followed behind him as he went to the living room. Eddie rolled his eyes at the antics of his child, and he turned to look at the room. There hadn't been a lot he had taken with him from the house when it came to the bedroom. Most of it had been stuff that reminded him of Shannon.

The soft chime of his phone had Eddie looking at it, but he didn't want to deal with whatever message his mother was sending him. He wasn't interested in going back to El Paso. Though his mother didn't know he had finally bought a house in LA either. The three-bedroom was just big enough for them. He hoped to maybe get out there and start to date again. The divorce had gone a lot easier once Eddie had moved to LA, and everything was in the same state.

Shannon had left Eddie with no doubt that she didn't care about him, and that had transferred to Chris as well. Eddie wouldn't be shocked if the paperwork was coming down the line to ensure Shannon had no parental rights.

Three successive chimes had Eddie walking over to pick up his phone to put his mother on silent when he realized it was from an unknown number.

Unknown: So I didn't find the lube you were looking for, but I did find this. Wanna try it out?

The picture followed was a massive dildo that made Eddie's body shudder but also tightened in anticipation simultaneously.

There had been a lot of figuring himself out during the divorce, and Eddie wasn't sure he could call himself straight after years of doing so.

Eddie: I think you have the wrong number.

There were a few seconds of the other person typing something, and then it was gone and appeared again. It was about twenty seconds before a message appeared.

Unknown: Sorry about that. I guess that the person I hooked up with didn't actually want me to message them for a good time.

Eddie snorted at that. He looked back at the image and saw the hand holding it. Pretty big, even for a guy's hand. It wasn't the worst idea Eddie had ever had to keep this up. He wasn't sure the other guy would want to.

Eddie: That's their loss.

Unknown: Not sure they would see it that way.

Eddie frowned at that message but then again, he had done a few things like that in the two weeks after the divorce. There were probably a few of the women he slept with that cursed him.

Eddie: Well, if they can't see a good thing, that's on them.

Unknown: How do you know I'm a good thing?

Eddie: Well, I know the shop you are in, and that means expensive. I have been there a few times when I replenished my own lube and dildos. You care enough about a one-night-stand turn more to get the best. That's pretty much a person who cares.

Unknown: Or I just like expensive things.

Eddie: I doubt that.

Unknown: You certainly have a high opinion of a man who accidentally sent you an unsolicited dick pic.

Eddie: Well, it was a good one, but I think I would rather see the actual dick you have, not the fake thing you were trying to convince the person you slept with to try out with you.

Unknown: Why would you want to see my dick?

Eddie: See if it's worth my time.

There was no answer, so Eddie started to get back to working in his room. He listened with too close of an eye for what was coming. It helped him stay focused, though, and his boxes were emptied before he knew it. Not everything was set up, but at least it was out and able to be moved around once he got the stands and stuff out of the guest room.

Eddie was walking back in with the nightstand after putting the bed together when his phone chimed again.

Unknown: Do you really want to see a picture of my dick? What would I get in return?

Eddie smiled at the text, and he looked at the door before walking over and shutting it. He then went into the bathroom. Despite this being mostly innocent, he was already getting hard in his jeans.

Eddie: Maybe if it's good enough, I'll show you how it makes me feel.

Only a few seconds later, his phone started downloading the image, and then it popped up. The cock on the screen looked like it would wreck Eddie in the best way. He laid his phone down, snagged the bottle of lube he had, and slicked up his hand. He thought about it. The feel of that cock in his hand. The panting of his partner in his ear. The thrill of knowing that cock was going to split him open.

Eddie came all over the counter, and he stepped up, letting his cock settle there as well before he took a picture of it.

Unknown: Well?

Eddie: This is what you did to me.

Eddie attached the image and started to clean up the mess so that Chris didn't stumble upon it. Chris didn't have a reason to be in his bathroom, but the boy was inquisitive. For being six years old, he got into so much stuff.

When the bathroom was clean, Eddie snagged his phone and went back to get his mattress on the bed so he could start to make it. Once it was done, he snapped a picture of the bed. There was nothing else for him to do but wait for his new friend to message him back.

Unknown: I feel like I should say something about that, but I'm speechless.

Eddie: I feel like speechless is not something you are that often.

Unknown: No, speechless is one of the last things anyone has ever called me. I just...I like what we have discussed and done so far, but I get too attached too quickly. So if this will just be a little lark, then let's end it here.

Eddie: It's done when we say it is, and I'm not done with you. So, what's your name, big boy?

Eddie had no idea where most of this was coming from, but he liked it. He wanted more of it.

Unknown: Well, most people call me Buck right now. I like that name. Yours?

Eddie: Eddie, but it's not my full given name. It's nice to meet you, Buck.

Buck: It's nice to meet you as well, Eddie.

---

Eddie smiled at the message he had on his phone. Despite never meeting in person, Eddie thought of Buck as his boyfriend. He knew everything about him except what he looked like. Eddie had long since figured out that Buck had a few issues, but they were no greater than Eddie's own issues. Despite the sexual nature of their relationship, they talked, and Eddie was pretty sure that once he had all of Buck, he was going tip over into head over heels.

The 118 was the one that everyone wanted to go to, but Eddie hadn't been sure about it. The place seemed like the most volatile of families, with the drama to boot. Eddie knew Buck had a few issues with his firehouse, and despite Eddie wanting to ask, he never did ask what station Buck worked at.

"Eddie, welcome," Bobby Nash said as he held out his hand.

"Captain Nash, thank you for allowing me to join your station."

"You are exactly what I need. I have a guy who needs someone to temper him."

"What if I don't, and we both just end up doing crazy shit?" Eddie asked.

"Then I'll regret my life choices."

Eddie got the walk around before he was pushed to the locker room to get changed. The glass was a little different than he expected, but he headed in there to change. He was military, and he knew about changing in front of people. He looked around the room to see what it was like. There was an area that didn't have glass but a door, so he assumed that was the showers.

Turning his head to the side as he pulled on his pants, he saw the man talking to a couple people he hadn't been introduced to. Eddie felt like he knew him, and then the guy held up his hand, and Eddie knew that hand. He had a large number of videos on his phone of that hand jerking off Buck's cock.

Eddie waited until Buck looked at him before he grabbed his shirt and pulled it down, letting Buck see everything he had already seen just over video.

Buck's mouth dropped open, and the woman reached over and closed it, but Buck shook her off. Buck looked at Bobby, who was saying something. Eddie held up a finger to his lips to shush Buck about it all. Buck nodded his head.

---

Eddie wasn't upset by being pressed to his bedroom door by Buck. The last twenty-four hours had been an exercise in control. Eddie had spent the last two hours mostly aroused. They worked well together, and it was the only thing Eddie needed to know: they would be just as good as firefighters as they were in their conversations over the phone.

"I hope you don't like any of the clothes you are wearing," Buck said as soon as he broke the kiss.

"I don't care if you rip them." Eddie tipped his head back, and Buck kissed down his neck as his hands ripped open Eddie's jeans. The zipper was probably broken, but he was okay with that. "Touch me. Get me off, and I'll drop to my knees and get you off so we can temper this."

"Your mouth is just as bad in person as over the phone."

"I got the test results," Eddie said.

"Same. Clean as a whistle." Buck wrapped his hand around Eddie's cock, spreading the wet from his tip to the rest of his cock, smoothing the way a little bit.

Eddie whined a little, and Buck came back up and kissed him.

Touching Buck was one of the things that Eddie had craved, so when he was allowed, it was all he had done. Eddie got his hands under Buck's shirt and made sure to leave a mark. He just wanted to touch and not stop.

There was no holding back as Eddie came. He felt like Buck had pulled everything out of him through his cock. He slumped to the door and looked at Buck through lidded eyes. He slowly slipped down the door, keeping his eyes on Buck's as he got to his knees. He worked Buck's pants open and found Buck hadn't even put on underwear.

"I didn't want anything to stop us, like getting tangled underwear off."

Eddie nodded and took Buck's cock into his mouth. He loved the taste of Buck on his tongue. He had been fantasizing about this for months. He wanted it, and he wanted it all from Buck, and this was just the start.

It wasn't long before Buck was tugging on Eddie's hair, but Eddie stayed right where he was., bobbing up and down on Buck's cock to get him off. When Buck was soft in his mouth, and the tugging on Eddie's hair was enough to make him want to go up, Eddie allowed Buck's hands to pull him up. Eddie kissed up Buck's body, taking time to check to see how Buck liked his nipples licked and sucked on.

Buck was already half hard again when Eddie finally kissed him.

"I want more, but I also want to sleep. We didn't get enough last night."

"I agree. So let's get washed off enough to sleep, and then we can pass out. I won't be upset if you want to sleep in the guest room. I won't make you sleep where you don't want to."

"We can try the bed. I wouldn't mind trying it. We are both already stupidly into each other, and I don't want to do something that will just hurt us in the long run because it's something we think we should do."

"Okay. And then you can meet Chris when I go to pick him up from school."

"I can't wait to meet him. I'm glad I typed in that number wrong, or they gave me the wrong number."

Eddie nodded and leaned in for more kisses as he started to prod Buck toward the bathroom.

Telling Bobby was next, and it wouldn't be too much of a change. Online dating would have them looking at them weirdly, but it wouldn't be bad. Eddie worried more about Buck's reputation, but Bobby seemed like a good guy who would make sure that nothing bad happened. Or at least Eddie hoped. Still, Eddie was wanted all over LA, and it wouldn't be hard to see bringing Buck with him if the 118 proved to be untenable.

As long as Eddie had Buck and Chris with him, he would be happy.

The End