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Buck is dressed in just his regulation pants and boots, and sweeps through the locker room, searches under every nook and cranny, tips out and repacks his duffel, then goes back to his locker, rummages around before repeating the process. Again.
Chimney is fully dressed, is sat on the bench and is watching him in amusement.
Eddie is still in his civvy’s, is stood at the far end of the room and is watching him, his gaze hungry.
Hen is standing in the doorway, is also fully dressed, and is watching him, part in amusement, part hungrily.
Finally, Buck glances up and notices their eyes on him.
He quirks an eyebrow. “What?”
“You not gonna finished getting dressed?’ Hen asks. ‘Not that I’m complaining about the view.” She winks.
Buck rolls his eyes. “I can’t find my top.”
“Eddie is right there.” Chimney responds, quick as a flash.
There’s a long pause, before Hen absolutely breaks down. She has to lean against the door for support and gets Chimney to high five her. Eddie simply shrugs with a smirk. Buck flips them off, fighting the smile that’s teasing his lips.
The dynamic duo #2 leave the locker room, their peels of laughter following them.
“Why does everyone assume I’m always the bottom?” Buck huffs in amusement.
“Because you usually are.” Eddie grins easily.
He then pulls Buck’s uniform shirt out from his own locker and Buck sighs. Loudly.
“What is it even doing in there?” He asks his husband as he shrugs it on and deftly buttons it up.
“Because. I like seeing you run around half naked in this light. It does wonders for your body.” Eddie purrs as he pulls Buck in by his collar.
Buck goes easily, slotting in between Eddie’s open legs as the older man sits down on the bench.
“Hmm no, I think you topping me is what does wonders for my body.” Buck grins down, his hands resting on Eddie’s cheeks, caressing them softly with the pads of his thumbs.
“Is that so?” Eddie waggles his eyebrows as he pulls Buck down for a scorching kiss.
Buck’s hands slide down to Eddie’s neck where he tilts his head back just so, alining their lips better.
The trucks horn going off makes them spring apart. Bobby hops out of the engine, grinning.
“No making out in my locker rooms!’ He warns with a smirk, looking far too proud of himself. ‘Also, breakfast is almost done, come and get it while it’s hot.”
Buck smirks back, never breaking eye contact with the man he considers his father as he dips down to filthily snog Eddie for a long second before pulling away with a wink.
Bobby shakes his head, but he’s grinning as he takes off towards the stairs. Buck steps away from Eddie, triumphant.
“C’mon Eds, you heard the man. Breakfast is almost ready. Though I’d much rather eat you.”
The flash of arousal in Eddie’s eyes lasts only for a split second, but Buck still gets a jolt from it.
“Dios mio, you’re a tease.” The Latino man pouts.
“You’ll just have to wait until we get home. Chris is with Abuela tonight so we can be as loud as we want.” Buck leans in to lick the shell of Eddie’s ear.
Eddie shivers. “Hmm, I think you mean you can be as loud as I want.” He corrects.
He kisses Buck once. Twice. Three times.
“Exactly.” Buck whispers against his lips and Eddie groans.
“Boys!” Athena’s voice travels down from the balcony.
Eddie quickly changes, without any more disruptions, and the dynamic duo #1 quickly make their way upstairs, hand in hand before grabbing piping hot pancakes straight from the griddle. Pointedly ignoring the catcalling, ribbing and kissy faces from their team around the table.