All things considered their relationship (in Eddie's mind) had been going pretty well. It was new for the both of them, obviously. Still they were both determined to make it work despite literally everything that had gotten in the way of them even reaching this point. Sometimes he wonders if maybe he pushed things to far, to fast in the aftermath of his divorce and recovery from his near life ending injury.
It wasn't like he was any better at this whole relationship thing. He had spent most of his life convinced that love was just some fucked up notion that someone like him wasn't all that worthy of considering the way he had been treated by his mother and his wife. Richie was different though and, god, maybe he just wanted too much from him? It isn't uncommon for him to be scared of that little fact from time to time like the damn sewer clown was still lurking around the corner.
It's with another shaky breath of air that Eddie pushes up from his spot on the couch and makes his way into the kitchen. He isn't sure what he wants but he knows that he needs to keep moving before that panic attack really does set in.
By the time Richie leaves his office and reaches the kitchen, he'll find Eddie with two drinks. There's a bout of surprise that appears on his features before he looks away and breathes out a sigh.
"Hey," he says lightly, carefully as if trying to test the waters. Ultimately though he reaches out and holds the drink out-- something strong and very alcoholic.
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It wasn't like he was any better at this whole relationship thing. He had spent most of his life convinced that love was just some fucked up notion that someone like him wasn't all that worthy of considering the way he had been treated by his mother and his wife. Richie was different though and, god, maybe he just wanted too much from him? It isn't uncommon for him to be scared of that little fact from time to time like the damn sewer clown was still lurking around the corner.
It's with another shaky breath of air that Eddie pushes up from his spot on the couch and makes his way into the kitchen. He isn't sure what he wants but he knows that he needs to keep moving before that panic attack really does set in.
By the time Richie leaves his office and reaches the kitchen, he'll find Eddie with two drinks. There's a bout of surprise that appears on his features before he looks away and breathes out a sigh.
"Hey," he says lightly, carefully as if trying to test the waters. Ultimately though he reaches out and holds the drink out-- something strong and very alcoholic.