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eddie "fuck you, bro" kaspbrak. ([personal profile] respirations) wrote 2020-06-04 02:52 am (UTC)

Immediately there is a hiss of exasperation as Richie speaks, Eddie lifting a hand and poking two fingers against Richie's chest. "I'm not little or tiny," he hisses not unlike a feral cat. "I'm average and frankly a normal size unlike you, you shit."

Just as quickly though as the rise comes, he settles and shifts lightly to press in closer. Much like Richie, Eddie doesn't attempt to hide the little things that he likes now; like being close to Rich. It's the little things that might have been weird before but are utterly allowed now without someone batting an eye.

"Yeah? Was it the shitty board games, charades or sex that made 'good use' of the time," he says with a careful raise of his brow. "Never mind. Don't answer that. I already know what you'll say."

It's with a shrug that he reaches out to steal the mug again and steal the last swallow before he moves past and toward the kitchen. The rain is coming down and sheets with Eddie pausing to watch it out the nearby window. The ocean beyond is raging too, dark and stormy unlike the calm waters they had grown used since their arrival at the rental.

"Is it bad that I just want to go back to bed?"

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