post-6x18 coda, Buck & Bobby make breakfast
You ok?
Bobby taps on the notification that brings up his text thread with Buck, dozens of the same call and response going back months and months.
All good kid, Bobby’s fingers type out in a practiced rhythm. As soon as the little ‘delivered’ appears underneath his words his phone starts vibrating, Buck’s name flashing across his screen.
“Buck?” Bobby aims for a casual greeting, but because it’s Buck it comes out mostly concerned.
“Y-yeah, hi.” Buck’s irregular breathing on the other end doesn’t really help with the concern, but he continues before Bobby can say anything. “I didn’t wake you up, did I?”
“Well considering I texted you back before you called,” Bobby says, and laughs a little bit so that Buck knows he’s joking, “I’d say you didn’t.”
“Oh, ok. That’s, uh. It's good that I didn’t wake you. Or anything.”
Bobby’s brow furrows. “Everything ok, kid?”
“Yeah, I–uh. I’m just kind of in your driveway,” is what Buck says after a minute of silence.