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Damn, someone invested a LOT into his basement! One to admire for sure!
(season 9 buddie; buck mods his jeep for christopher; also on ao3)
βOkay, donβt be mad.β
Eddie raises an eyebrow at Buck, whoβs leaning against the door of their locker room, fingers twisted in front of him nervously. Itβs after shift, and Eddie had pretended not to notice Buck lingering after everyone else had left, eyes soft and intent as Eddie got changed. Itβs not unfamiliar, but thereβs a new, strange hesitancy to it that leaves Eddie aching nonetheless.
He covers it up with a smile, shrugging on his jacket. βWhat, Buck? Gonna force me into another club?β
Buck snorts. βYeah, no. Ravi told me heβd never seen anyone look that terrified of strobe lighting.β
Unfair and mean, but okay.
βThen what is it?β
Buck rubs the back of his head, fingers fluffing the curls that kiss the lobes of his ear. Eddieβs fingers twitch. He ignores it. βJust-- come with me.β
Always, Eddie does not say out loud. Instead, he heaves his duffle over his shoulder and steps towards Buck, not bothering to tell him the obvious, that he would follow him wherever he went.
Wherever turns out to mean the parking lot of the station, towards Buckβs new Toyota. Itβs still a little discomfiting to look at, the sleek curves of it not quite fitting with the Buck heβs known for so long. Itβd been a surprise, when he first drove up to the station in it. Chimney had ribbed him, asked if Maddie knew that heβd traded in her gift, and Buck had rolled his eyes and told him to shut it.Β
Eddie, stinging over yet another thing that Buck hadnβt trusted him enough to tell him about, had stayed silent.
Buck opens the passenger seat for him, and Eddie slides in. Itβs something thatβs common enough between them, but everything felt like it had meaning now, weighty in a way that Eddie didnβt want to look at directly. Eddie wonders if Buck had done this to the dates heβd met at the club. He tucks the thought away.
Buck adjusts the mirror, slings a hand over the back of Eddieβs seat as he looks behind him. Itβs unnecessary, dramatic, but still too charming for his own good. Eddie does not look at Buckβs arms, and does not feel every inch of the smaller space between them in the interior of the Toyota.
They drive to Buckβs new house, which is nice and, according to Christopher and Chimney and Ravi, has a hot tub. Eddie hasnβt been yet. Buck hadnβt invited him, after all, except for when he did and Eddie sort of snapped at him. Itβs fine, probably.
He is now, apparently, sliding into the driveway and opening Eddieβs door with practiced ease. Turning the engine off. Eddie gets out of the car before Buck can open the door for him again. He doesnβt need Buckβs help.
Buck frowns a little. Eddie looks at him expectantly. Buck exhales, shoulders braced, and gestures Eddie towards the garage.
When he opens the doors, Eddie blinks, doesnβt understand what heβs looking at for a moment.
Then-- βIs that the Jeep?β
Buckβs hands are twisted together again, his face shadowed slightly in the doorway of the garage. βUh, kind of?β
βKind of?β
βItβs--β a breath. An exhale. βIβ¦made some changes. To it.β
βOkay-β Eddie starts to say, but Buck steamrolls over him, stumbling to the side of the car to open the door.
βSo, uh, I added a turn signal extension here, and uh, changed the gear shift so that itβs a selector instead, and, uh, I wasnβt sure if Chris would prefer a pedal extender or a complete hand control, so I havenβt put those in, but I looked up tutorials already so I can do either, and--β
βChris?β
Eddie almost doesnβt recognize the sound of his own voice as it slips out, sharp and with an emotion in it that he doesnβt know how to name. Buck startles, almost jumps in place, and doesnβt quite look at him as he bites his lip.
βWell, yeah-β he shrugs a shoulder. βI mean, itβs a bit early, but heβs turning fifteen, so he might want to get his license next year, and I did some research and figured itβs better to get some of the bigger mods out of the way so he doesnβt have to worry too much when heβs training -- obviously heβll have to get everything checked out, but I tried to think of most of the ones that he might need--β
βWait-β Eddie steps forward, and are his knees wobbling? He feels slightly faint. βYou- you did all of this. For Chris. On your Jeep?β
Buck glances at him, then away. βI mean, I was looking at a list of cars that were good for CP, and they said that a Jeep was a pretty good model, and I figured--β he cuts himself off. Pauses. Restarts. βIf itβs too much, itβs fine. I- I just wanted him to have an option, you know?β
βYou did this for Christopher,β Eddie repeats. "Buck. That's-- that's Maddie's jeep."
He feels something in his chest balloon, stretched thin and dangerously close to release. He feels like heβs twenty-six, watching his new coworker introduce him to a health aid, fixing everything in his life without even blinking. He feels like heβs in a hospital bed, talking to his son on camera and knowing that his best friend has kept him safe when Eddie couldn't. He feels like -- he feels like heβs not alone, and he doesn't know, has never known what to do with the force of it.
βI know,β Buck is saying, looking at him soft and sweet, the light coming through the door to lie like diamond-dust on his hair and skin, making him the brightest thing in the shadowed room. βI've always- I thought it would be nice. To pass it down. It felt right. You know that I would do anything for that kid.β
βI know,β Eddie says, bowled over. He blinks once, hard. Swallows the balloon in his throat. Forces his legs steady so he can walk over. βShow me what youβve done.β
Buck lights up, bright and blue and endless, and pulls the door open for Eddie.

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