[ please don't let eddie remember, he prays to whatever god will listen. please don't let him remember.
because it's not just the kiss that richie knows about now, it's not just the butterflies and the nerves - it's the shame. the shame of being like that in a town where kids get killed, where people like eddie's mom teach them that you'll get aids if someone like that breathes on you, where being different is hard enough without the additional fact that you're a boy who likes boys.
it makes him nauseous, and he wants to puke, but then eddie grabs his shoulder and it's too hard not to look at him again.
richie just wishes it didn't hurt so much.
he stays quiet as he watches eddie's expression shift, first from frustration to wonder and then to surprise. the nausea comes back because richie's pretty sure eddie remembers too and what the fuck are they supposed to do now?
for once in his life, richie tozier is unable to speak. ]
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because it's not just the kiss that richie knows about now, it's not just the butterflies and the nerves - it's the shame. the shame of being like that in a town where kids get killed, where people like eddie's mom teach them that you'll get aids if someone like that breathes on you, where being different is hard enough without the additional fact that you're a boy who likes boys.
it makes him nauseous, and he wants to puke, but then eddie grabs his shoulder and it's too hard not to look at him again.
richie just wishes it didn't hurt so much.
he stays quiet as he watches eddie's expression shift, first from frustration to wonder and then to surprise. the nausea comes back because richie's pretty sure eddie remembers too and what the fuck are they supposed to do now?
for once in his life, richie tozier is unable to speak. ]