So you don't hate me anymore? (Richie wants to make all his wrongs right, he doesn't want Eddie to lose his trust in him especially considering Eddie has been lied to most his childhood. Richie doesn't want to be another person Eddie despises or loses faith in. They have both risked so much to be together like this in secret, Richie doesn't want their love to slip through their fingertips.) I prefer your hand though, I like it when you play with my dick. You give really amazing head too, like really amazing.

(He knows he's rambling like a fool but these weeks without Eddie have been brutal, difficult and lonely. He's missed waking up with Eddie cuddled tight against him, their late night drives around Derry and back seat makeouts. ) Me too, Eds. I never want that feeling to go away.

(Once again he moves with the eager pull, his hands going out to rest along each side of the bean bag in order to not squish his little Eds. His eyes go soft at Eddie's offer but right now Richie doesn't deserve much of anything. He just wants to wrap Eddie in some blankets and hold him close. )

You've got a sprained ankle, Eds. I think you need to rest for a bit. I know its gotta hurt like a bitch and I know you've got to be freezing. You damn chicken nugget.