Fics like six.

Eddie’s eyes snap open, his vision blurry and disoriented as he registers the unmistakable form of a toddler sitting on his sternum. His cheeks are round, blonde curls a mess and a pacifier is dangling half out of his mouth. The kid is also patting his face like a bongo drum. “Hi,” the child says, grinning wildly, just before the pacifier drops directly onto Eddie’s cheek. He sits up with a jolt, instinct taking over and the kid topples sideways with a giggle, landing in the space beside him on the bed. “What the fuck?” Eddie mutters, fully awake and adrenaline rising as he looks up and sees Buck… who is lying casually on the other side of the bed cradling another child. “Don’t swear,” Buck says absently, like he’s not currently holding an unknown child. “Don’t… did you just say don’t swear? Who the hell—” Eddie stammers, his eyes darting between the two kids and Buck. “It’s us,” Buck says, like that explains anything, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Or; Eddie makes a wish by accident and it comes true. So he and Buck spends the day with their younger selves aging up three years every time they falls asleep. Orr; Take two, times two… in threes?

Fics like six.

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