soo @glorious-spoon and i had a little convo about eddiehen disagreements re: theo a bit back, and ik some of y'all also have interest in that friction, so here's a snippet from my lunch break about these two bickering!
"you know you're being incredibly unreasonable about this."
eddie's expression shifts, fractionally different from the tamped-down irritation that he had worn the entire call, after he had walked in to the tail-end of her conversation with buck. buck would probably be able to tell the exact nuance of this type of eddie-storm, but they're having another one of their moments, so.
not that eddie's been any less snippy with her, recently.
"i'm not doing anything," eddie says, voice tight. it's so ludicrous that hen snorts, the ambulance rattling around them. she feels kind of bad for jones, driving up front.
"if you furrow your brows any harder, you're gonna keep those wrinkles by the end of the day, diaz."
hen watches the way eddie's jaw shifts, his teeth clenching. "i just--" he hisses out a breath, slow and deliberate. "i don't want them to...have to diminish what they have."
she feels a little flare of irritation. "that's not what this is, eddie."
"they're figuring it out," she stresses. "on their own terms. they shouldn't be rushed into deciding what they want to be for each other."
it feels like double-speak. for some reason, eddie looks away. "they already know what they are to each other," he grits out. "it doesn't-- it doesn't need to be a big deal. they can just...be. you're getting him too into his own head about it."
"i'm getting him out of his head," hen informs him. "buck's doing his best right now--"
"-- i know," eddie frowns, insulted.
"-- but. it's a difficult situation. he was a donor, not a dad, and he's just having a little trouble adjusting his thinking, for the best way to approach theo."
something about that makes eddie's fingers clench together, his countenance darkening even more. "he is a dad," he says, and it's sharp-edged in a way that hen doesn't appreciate.
"not right now," she tells him, no room for error. "maybe someday, but-- it's not fair to either of them, right now, for them to have to decide."
eddie looks away from her. "i don't want buck to believe that he wouldn't be a good dad. you know he'd be a great dad."
hen heaves out an irritated breath. "that's not what i'm saying and you know it, eddie." annoyance crawls into her voice despite herself, denny's small face flickering into her memory. "it's not that easy. it's a choice."
"buck's already made his choice."
"and you know this because--?"
it's the wrong thing to say, she knows immediately. eddie's entire bearing goes sharp.
"you're right," he says, flatly. "maybe i don't. maybe i would, if buck would actually talk to me for once."
the ambulance rolls to a stop. eddie shoves the door open before hen can respond.
"eddie," she calls after him anyways. halfway out the doors, eddie pauses for a fraction of a second. it's enough. "you know this isn't about you, right?"
a flinch. he doesn't turn around, footsteps disappearing deeper into the station. behind them, hen hears the rumble of the engine entering, familiar boots hitting the ground.
she sighs. counts to ten inside her mind. gets out of the ambulance.
maybe chim can pair her with ravi, instead.
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