WIP Wednesday
From Buddie fic in progress, “Geologic Time Includes Now,” wherein Buck and Eddie decide to be platonic domestic partners and Christopher’s co-parents and embark on the slowest burn imaginable. Hope to have this done in about a week and post it before S6 airs.
Buck glanced up at Eddie, who gave him a silent “go ahead” nudge. “Chris, there’s something else that I need to ask you.”
“So I think you’re a super awesome kid, and I love you a whole lot, you know that, right?”
Chris nodded. “I love you too, Buck!”
“Since me and your dad are going to be partners, and we’re all going to be a family…well, if it’s okay with you, I’d like to adopt you. Then I’d be your dad, for real, and forever.”
Chris’s eyes were wide. “You would both be my dads?”
“If that’s okay with you, that would make me really happy.”
Chris was quiet for a moment; Buck felt a sliver of nervousness slide into his belly. Eddie’s hand was firm on his shoulder. Chris looked up and there were tears in his eyes. “You…really wanna be my dad?”
“More than anything, buddy.”
Chris burst into tears and flopped into Buck’s arms. Buck exhaled and wrapped him up tight, bowing his face into Chris’s curls. Eddie slid to one knee on the floor and put his arms around both of them, meeting Buck’s eyes, relief in his. “When?” Chris asked, his voice clogged with tears. “How soon can you be my dad?”
“Well, there’s forms to fill out, and that’ll take some time, but I can be your dad right now, right this second, if you want.”
Chris nodded and buried himself in Buck’s embrace again. “What can I call you?”
“I mean…I already have a Dad, it’d just get confusing if I call you Dad, too.” Buck looked at Eddie, his eyes wide.
“You’d want to call me something besides Buck?”
“Well, yeah!” Chris said, sitting up and swiping at his wet face. Eddie wordlessly handed him a Kleenex. “I can’t call you Buck if you’re my dad,” he said, as if it was hopelessly stupid to even suggest such a thing.
“Um…well, do you have any ideas?”
“Hmmmm.” Chris thought for a moment. “How about…Papa?”
The term hit Buck somewhere in the vicinity of his solar plexus. Eddie saw, and put a steadying hand on Buck’s knee. “Papa?” he croaked.
“Yeah! I like that one! Dad and Papa!”
Buck nodded. “That sounds great, bud.” Chris hugged him again and Buck choked back his own tears, not wanting to alarm their son.