( It's hard not to look away, face red and trembling slightly as Richie's head snaps up at his request. A part of Eddie is worried that it was the wrong thing to ask and that maybe Rich was having second thoughts about everything that had happened since he showed up at the other man's front door. It's only with a deep breath that he looks back, peeking at Richie and making another wheezed sound of surprise as his friend gets up.

He has to shift his chair in order to face him, looking up and visibly tense but it all seems to bleed out of him once Richie comes to cradle his jaw. God― this alone, he thinks, would be enough and he can't help nuzzling his face against the other man's hand with a sigh. This would definitely be enough but he was just so greedy, he wants so much more and― )

Yeah, I'm sure. I want this, Rich and I want it again and again because― ( And he breathes out, smile warm and his look soft. ) I love you too. I think I've always loved you.