❪ honestly, eddie is taken off guard when richie surges forward from where he's been sitting and pulls him into a hug. for a moment, he just stands oddly still and it's such a familiar comfort that it brings all that emotion bubbling up once more.

hits him with even more memories that he can't remember forgetting.

it's their last night together before richie leaves. they lay curled together and eddie kisses every inch of skin he finds, hands roaming and trying not to cry again. he wants to put every bit of richie to memory while they're apart. 'but it's okay,' he thinks. 'we'll be together again in a month or two.' ❫

Stop apologizing. ❪ he says with a shake of his head. ❫ I don't you that it wasn't your fault. None of this is your fault.

❪ richie leaves first and he leaves a little over a week later for boston with his mom. they talk on the phone every day and night. eddie can't get over how much he misses rich and how much his absence is truly bothering him. they'd never been apart before then, after all. for seven years they had been stuck together.

then, one day, eddie picks up the phone and he realizes he doesn't know why. although he thinks there is a number he should know there isn't anything that comes to mind. ❫

Y-yeah, I do too. You and the others... you're the only good things about this place.