I must sound like such a sensitive jackass to you right now.

[The fact that Eddie would be joining him in his bed weighed heavily on his chest, but it wasn't a sinking feeling or some building pressure. It was desperation, desire, a call back to how he'd always felt when he was young.]

Okay. Yeah, I know that dude. I know you wouldn't ever hurt me.

[The notion of it sounds stupid, and he regrets the words the moment they leave his mouth they taste bitter on his tongue. Richie reaches out to tangle his fingers in Eddie's something stabilizing and grounding to focus on while he processes everything.]