( Like Richie, Eddie keeps an arm wrapped around his waist and pressed close against his side. Even though he has never been much for alcohol in general there isn't any care from him as his husband pours a heavy handed drink for the both of them. He's already drinking it by the time that he is navigated out of the kitchen and to the living room with a sigh escaping him as he tucks himself against Richie once again. )

I don't think I ever really forgot either. You, maybe in a way but never really being in long with you. I think I used to dream about you, you know? ( He sighs and shifts so he can better look upwards at him. ) It was always you, I think.

( It leaves him smiling, fondly. ) And here I figured that I was being obvious the whole time.