After Tommy, Buck’s parents were a bit tired of him not being married or even being bisexual in the first place, They wanted more grandchildren and for ‘Buck to be happy’, but Buck knew they didn’t have anything to say at church and were too embarrassed to admit their son was bisexual.

So they came up with a very controlling plan. They set up an arranged marriage with your parents, between you and Buck, which Buck had no say in but you wanted this. The two of you met at the altar and got married, even if Buck was not wanting to do this.

Buck didn’t know much about you, only your name, age and job. He didn’t want to know anything about you. He cut off all contact with his parents after the wedding and complained to anyone who would listen.

It had now been three months since you got married, and you still slept in separate beds and barely spoke.

“Good morning.” Buck murmured as you walked down the stairs in the morning, sliding a plate of eggs and waffles over to you.

“I have work today, so I’ll see you later today.” He continued, his tone distant, not looking up from his own plate of eggs and waffles.