because my girl @sassay-fox made this badass Viking Buck edit, I got ideas so. Here you go, a snippet from my highly inaccurate, not really Viking AU.
The man stands, he rises to a height slightly greater than Eddie, peering down at him. His head dips until he looking at Christopher, face breaking out into a smile that's breathtaking. Eddie drops his gaze because he isn't allowed to have thoughts like that. Especially about a man, especially about the man that is going to wed one of Eddie's sisters like they're cattle to be traded.
Those blue eyes drag up Eddie's body before the man, turns to shout something to one of his men. The language is strange, unusual. Guttural and gruff. When he faces Eddie again, he taps his chest and says "B'ck." It's gravelly, throaty buh with a thick ck sound, almost like a click.
"Buck!" Christopher shouts with a giggle.
With a barking noise, that Eddie belated realises is laughter, Buck tips his head from side to side in a universal gesture that means close enough.
"Go on," Eddie tells Chris in their language. More fluid and soft in the vowels, "tell him your name."
Stepping forward, Chris reaches a hand up to tug at the thick fur, which Eddie only just notices is covering a bare chest, scattered with downy, light hairs and ink markings. "Christopher," he says, touching his own little chest as he speaks.
"K-ris," Buck repeats, a frown forming between his brows as he tries to make the tuh sound.
Another delighted giggle and Christopher nods. "Chris!"
That breathtaking smile cracks the furrowed brow like sun following a storm. Those bright blue eyes narrow with the force of his grin, his head bobs, "K-ris," he says, with a pleased tone. Then Buck looks to Eddie expectantly.
Eddie swallows, eyes darting down to that lightly furred chest, stomach muscles clenching under his gaze. Clearing his throat, Eddie feels his face heat.
"Dad," Christopher whispers, pointedly.
Meeting those blue eyes, framed in a smear of soot, Eddie mirrors Buck's gesture and touches his chest. "Eddie," he tells him. It's better than Edmundo.
After a moment of staring, Buck's face is set into a soft expression. "Ed-ee," Buck repeats, with a tenderness to his tone, the harshness of his sounds falling away as he says Eddie's name.
Nodding gently, Eddie murmurs, "Buck."
