❪ once richie loops his arms back around him, pulling him in tight against his chest, eddie knows that this is everything. this is what he's been missing for so long. this comfort, this feeling of being protected without being babied and turned against the rest of the world.
he has always felt like something was missing from his life and now he gets it. now he understands.
the whispered promise causes him to go still for a moment. killing that thing was never not option, not anymore, the others made it that clear. everything they had been through since coming back to this town made it clear but he hadn't given much thought to what came after everything finished.
and not richie is saying that they'll leave together and, despite the years lost, it's the only fucking thing that has made sense in this place. ❫
Together. ❪ he says finally with a heavy sigh, leaning back and tilting his head up just enough to see richie's face. ❫ You gotta promise me, Rich.
❪ they're hidden under the thin sheets on richie's bed, breathing hard and hands roaming as they explore one another. it's not often they get chances like this, to be so intimate with one another, so they can making the most of it while rich's folks weren't home for the evening. eddie is sure he is blushing from his head to his toes but ignores it in favor of holding richie's face in his hand, voice breathless as he speaks: "you gotta promise me, rich." he says and watching as the other raises a brow. "promise me—" ❫
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he has always felt like something was missing from his life and now he gets it. now he understands.
the whispered promise causes him to go still for a moment. killing that thing was never not option, not anymore, the others made it that clear. everything they had been through since coming back to this town made it clear but he hadn't given much thought to what came after everything finished.
and not richie is saying that they'll leave together and, despite the years lost, it's the only fucking thing that has made sense in this place. ❫
Together. ❪ he says finally with a heavy sigh, leaning back and tilting his head up just enough to see richie's face. ❫ You gotta promise me, Rich.
❪ they're hidden under the thin sheets on richie's bed, breathing hard and hands roaming as they explore one another. it's not often they get chances like this, to be so intimate with one another, so they can making the most of it while rich's folks weren't home for the evening. eddie is sure he is blushing from his head to his toes but ignores it in favor of holding richie's face in his hand, voice breathless as he speaks: "you gotta promise me, rich." he says and watching as the other raises a brow. "promise me—" ❫
Promise me we'll stay together.