Almost instantly Richie can feel his own features tighten at Eddie's words. Don't act like that? How is he supposed to act when every emotion he tries to offer only sends Eddie more into a mood? And how is it his boyfriend can easily act as if everything is perfectly fine (when it isn't!) and that's the end of the discussion? Weird? That's a fucking understatement but Richie isn't going to add to the fire.

Instead he will cross his arms over his chest and wait. Eddie is either going to come forward with his problem or nothing is going to be resolved, just more days of pointless arguments and more nights spent without intimacy.  The moment Eddie places a hand over the scar that now plagues his skin, Richie finds himself moving closer in preparation for a panic attack to trigger at any given moment.

It's when Eddie mentions her name that Richie's own body tenses with discomfort. Myra had been an absolute nightmare ever since Eddie had left New York, for months she would torment Eddie in every way possible. Richie had tried his best to convience his boyfriend to get a restraining order but Eddie refused, thankfully Eddie found his own way to avoid her.

"I thought you blocked her?" Months had passed since the last time Eddie had even mentioned his ex-wife's name. "What the fuck did she say, Eds?"