[Richie's whole mood transitions seamlessly into loving concern. He drops his head down and lets their foreheads press close. ]Hey. Hey, you are never gonna lose me. It would take like, fifteen Ben's to get me away from you, now. You hear me?

[He kisses Eddie softly, his own hand brushing tenderly at whatever skin he can get to. Every inch of Eddie was perfect, after all, so it didn't matter; Richie always wanted to worship all of it.]

You're part of me, now. You're part of my fucking soul, Kaspbrak.

And besides. [He will always, always still be Richie. ] You pay half the rent and that place isn't cheap.