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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-05-21 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
A shower?

[Figments of the imagination didn't really need to shower, but at this point he knows better than to question. Richie nods his head slow and turns back toward the house with his palm extended toward him.]

C'mon. Your clothes are in my room now, but- be quiet okay, I don't need the others on my ass again just. Please.

[The tension in his voice makes it clear he's been on round the clock watch from one of the losers and they finally all went to sleep. He didn't need someone barging back into his room, he'd endured enough mournful looks and gentle words to last him a lifetime.]
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lol just in case he needs to be invited, tw: suicidal ideations

[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-05-25 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Eddie felt real enough, he certainly smelled real enough. If he wasn't so exhausted he would've wretched from the stench alone but the fatigue that creases his eyes was more than just physical and he can't help but think he's dreaming.][Mike had already caught him sleep walking once when he came over to give something to Bill before heading home. Everyone was on high alert, like he was gonna throw himself out the window. If he wanted to end it, it's not like it'd be the first time. No, that first time didn't take back in LA after a show.]

Your suitcase is by the door and um- the towels and everything are still in the bathroom, so.

[Richie sat down on his bed and all but rolled over to curl against one side.]
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-06-06 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Richie's so tired, worn so thin, half of him thinks this is a dream or a dream within a dream. Some weird figment of his imagination that allowed him some comfort in his sleep that he hadn't had until Eddie came back to see him.

Richie's sound asleep when Eddie comes back, and he jolts with a start at the sound of his voice. It pierces through his dream of him and brings him back into reality.]


Eddie. Eddie.

[Richie reaches up and grabs a hold of him by the lapel of the shirt that he's wearing. In the dark of the room he looks every bit the man he'd left behind, his eyes the same intensity they'd always been.]
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-06-25 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
You're real. This is- it's real?

[Whatever reassurance he needs isn't something he'll be able to just get. He knows that but for now, it's plenty and he gives in to the feeling of relief that's washing over him. He buries his face into Eddie's chest and pulls him into a tight hug, that's when the tears start to fall. Jesus- he'd missed Eddie and being close to him now was something violent and bright tearing at the seams of his resolve, repairing his broken heart.]
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-07-02 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was asking a lot, but Richie didn't care because Eddie was back, in the flesh, right in front of him and he doesn't let him go until his tears dry up and he realizes that this was really happening.

Too late to tell him how he felt before Richie finds his nerve now, after being convinced he lost everything. He balls a fist in Eddie's shirt and looks up at him with glassy eyes.]


I love you.
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-07-13 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Too tired physically, emotionally, Richie doesn't say anything right away. It feels good to have Eddie so close, and he basks in it even though he knows that there would be questions, doubts, and problems to follow.

He doesn't care.

Eddie would recognize his own sweater and t-shirt on Richie. He hadn't changed much, he was still toting around the same old pair of jeans but when Eddie didn't come back Richie grabbed what he could, he needed something, he didn't want to leave him down there to be just one more memory forgotten.

It feels amazing to say those three words out loud, and it feels even better to kiss him. At first, he's not sure it's really happening, but Eddie's real and tangible and he feels the same way. He feels the same way. He'd been bracing for rejection, or for a misunderstanding and a friendly shoulder pat. Any anxiety he might have had over confessing melts right out of him.]
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-09-08 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[A gentle tear escapes down his cheek, he'd imagined the words a million and one times and they never came close to the real thing. Said that way, in that tone, for him. Sure, they'd exchanged the typical I love you's between friends, in childhood, but this was more and it held all of that weight of so much more.

His tense kiss gives way to a needy one and Richie's hands unbidden grab Eddie even closer by the back of his shirt. He needs this now, needs to feel him like he wasn't just some fever dream or a figment.]
Edited 2020-09-08 01:44 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-09-08 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Their kiss lasts so long Richie's head starts to spin, and the disbelief mingles with his adoration and leaves him breathless.

He's pliant and falls onto his back easily, and god if it isn't everything he'd ever dreamed of. His sadness ebbs with every touch of Eddie's lips. ]


You kidding? I could never say no to you.
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2020-10-04 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
And now I'm saying yes.

[The reason he'd said no had nothing to do with Eddie and everything to do with his own self-esteem and cowardice. He regretted every single time, every single moment up to losing him. He should've been clearer.]

I'm not going fucking anywhere without you.
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[personal profile] sloppybitch 2021-08-20 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a good question, and Richie normally the one of the two of them with the answers is too exhausted to come up with an adequate lie. He grasps at nothing in the air in front of him, hoping some ruse will deliberately fall into place to help them out. Still nothing.

In the curtains of darkness of the room Eddie's skin almost glows and Richie lets himself be distracted by that, by the beauty of him that he never let himself fully appreciate. He'd always been too much of a coward to let himself look for very long.]


They'll- um- they'll probably just think I bailed. It's fine.

[It's not fine, but he had a reputation for taking off and flying off the handle when emotions ran high. Which they definitely did.]