I wish you would write a fic where Tommy can't fly for a while, for whatever reason, and he doesn't know what to do with himself.
Hi, @livelaughlou! Thanks for the ask! I went on the lighter side with this one, hope you like it! “There ‘e is,” Tommy slurred, head lolling against the bed as he tried to focus on Buck. “Th’r’s my guy.”
Buck smiled down at him, gently taking the hand that flopped in his direction. Honestly, Tommy had no business looking that cute with a swollen face and a mouth stuffed full of gauze. The level of pain killers in his system seemed to just be adding to the charm. “Hey, babe.”
“Th’a’s my Ev’n,” Tommy mumbled to the nurse. “He loves me. Even tho’ I can’t fly.”
“I think you’re flying pretty well, right now,” the nurse said with a gentle laugh before turning to Buck. “I’ll get his care instructions and the rest of the paperwork so the two of you can head out soon.”
He thanked her as she bustled out the door before turning back to Tommy. “Did you hear that? Home soon, okay?”
Tommy hummed and nodded slowly before blinking wide eyes up at Buck. “But…wha’ am I gonna do?”
“What do you mean?” Buck ran his free hand gently through Tommy’s hair. They’d told him Tommy would probably be out of it after his surgery, but seeing it was a whole other experience.
“I can’t fly,” Tommy repeated, eyes filling up with tears. “Wha’ ‘m I gonna do?”
“You can’t—” Buck swallowed back his laugh as he gave Tommy’s hand a squeeze before bringing it up to give it a kiss as he leaned in. “Baby, listen to me,” he said, waiting until Tommy’s gaze was mostly focused on him. “You just had your wisdom teeth out.”
“And I can’t fly,” Tommy said with the saddest little nod Buck had ever seen on anyone older than Jee.
“Only until next week,” Buck said. “Then you’re good to go. It’s like…five days. Max.”
“Nex' week?” Buck could practically see the wheels turning as Tommy processed that.
“Yes, I promise.” Buck squeezed his hand again to get his attention back. “And in the meantime, you’ll get to snuggle up on the couch with me while I feed you ice cream and we watch all of the romcoms you want.”
“Ice cream? An' you?” Tommy’s eyes went wide.
“Yeah,” Buck laughed. “Sound good?”
“Mm-hm,” Tommy nodded. “Ice cream. You. Snuggle. Sounds g’d.” He blinked slowly, heavily, before zeroing in on Buck again suddenly. “An' then flying.”
“Yeah, babe.” Buck kissed his forehead. “And then flying.”
“An' then more ice cream.”
"Sure." Buck was going to end up buying out the whole store before the weekend was up. He could feel it. "Anything you want, babe."
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Thanks again for the ask! This is from this ask game if anyone else wants to play!
