[ They fuckin' killed it out on the Miracle Mile, and yet Chuck can't even.
It's a relief, perhaps, that nothing on the outside seems to have changed because of the intensity of that Drift, sharing memories that hadn't been accessible in test drives, that at least it hasn't gotten any worse like Herc had feared. He grits his teeth all through Chuck's stumbling and retching, feeling his jaw ache with the pressure of control it takes not to just kick the door down and drag his stupid, stubborn son in by the ear to make the post-Drift electric sensory ghosts go away.
Chuck opens the door all on his own, eventually. Just the proximity to his son sends a bleed of relief under his skin until the hot, pulsing ache between his temples doesn't feel as demanding. Herc lets the change show on his face, because Chuck has to be feeling it harder than Herc is.
He doesn't move any closer, instead fitting his hand to the nape of Chuck's neck and gently tugging Chuck in, holding his head like he used to when Chuck was just a --
-- a kid. Like Chuck is now, even still.
Herc tries his best not to telegraph that thought. ]
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It's a relief, perhaps, that nothing on the outside seems to have changed because of the intensity of that Drift, sharing memories that hadn't been accessible in test drives, that at least it hasn't gotten any worse like Herc had feared. He grits his teeth all through Chuck's stumbling and retching, feeling his jaw ache with the pressure of control it takes not to just kick the door down and drag his stupid, stubborn son in by the ear to make the post-Drift electric sensory ghosts go away.
Chuck opens the door all on his own, eventually. Just the proximity to his son sends a bleed of relief under his skin until the hot, pulsing ache between his temples doesn't feel as demanding. Herc lets the change show on his face, because Chuck has to be feeling it harder than Herc is.
He doesn't move any closer, instead fitting his hand to the nape of Chuck's neck and gently tugging Chuck in, holding his head like he used to when Chuck was just a --
-- a kid. Like Chuck is now, even still.
Herc tries his best not to telegraph that thought. ]
Something like that.