Buck was at the door, wild curls and wilder eyes.
"I don't know what I was thinking. Eddie, what was I thinking?"
Eddie raised a finger and opened his mouth, about to speak.
"Don't say it! I know, I know. I wasn't thinking. I was feeling. It just seemed so unfair that Theo had perfectly attentive parents who are- who are gone now, and that he was so little and alone and it just felt so wrong."
Chris, leaning on his crutches in the hall, raised his eyebrows and turned to Eddie. They exchanged glances.
Buck's breathing picked up. "I'm not... I'm not cut out for this! I think rappelling down buildings is fun and sometimes forget to sleep because I'm on a stupid research rabbit hole and I'm pretty sure I never learned how to love-"
"Alright, I'm stopping you right there." Eddie rolled his eyes, walked behind Buck and pointedly closed the front door. The man had the decency to blush.
Chris made his way forward. "You're gonna be a great dad for Theo."
"That's, uh. Said with a lot of confidence, buddy."
Chris leaned into Buck in a way that he used to do more often when he was younger, which meant he wanted a hug. Buck, of course, acquiesced. Rested his chin on top of Chris' curls and resisted the strange urge to cry.
"Buck, you've been a great dad for me since I was seven."
Buck froze and blinked no less than eight times. It didn't stop the tears, embarrassingly.
Eddie, all soft and smiley, pressed his palms to their shoulders and guided them towards the living room.
"How about we put a documentary on, and talk about whatever's happened with Theo to get you so overwhelmed, hmm? Then we can pick him up from Maddie's, and take him as a family to the park. Maybe we can burn off some of that familiar energy of his."
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