#bucksparentssuck

Buck is fucking frozen. His mouth is dry, and his brain is blank except for oh no, oh fuckreverberating in his frontal lobe. He can’t answer. He feels the pressure against the metaphorical closet door, the hinges creaking against the weight of the boxes crashing down.

“Are those… hearing aids?” He registers Eddie's voice through the ringing in his ears.

It takes him a moment before he can finally whisper it out. He feels his head nod against his will.

“Yeah.”

The door gives out.

or: how a conversation about tardigrades results in buck grappling with a disability he's suppressed, getting hearing aids, and realizing that the family he craves has been there for him all along. in that order.