( Like everything else they do together even something like dancing is enough to way into step together. There's something to it that gets Eddie's heart racing as they start the slow, gentle turns and his hand comes to brush against the hairs at Richie's neck. Its intimate, terribly so but there's a sureness to his gesture that just feels right despite how hot his face feels. )

You'd be surprised how unlucky I felt that night.

( He admits with a quiet look, tempted to tuck his head against his friend's shoulder but holding back that particular urge for now. )

Maybe not as unlucky as the guy you didn't ask though. He, uh— he would have been a lucky guy, you know? Bill wins out as always.