❪ he doesn't like to think about the miracle that was their escape from that sewer. some days, after all, are better than others but eddie's reminded of that day every time he gets dressed or his lungs stutter in a weird way. he's a lot more proud of his scars than before but they're a bitter reminder that all of this might not have happened and that a piece of him (a piece of all of them) was left in that hell cave under neibolt.

the apology hurts more than he cares to admit and eddie can only shake his head, lips brushing against richie's palm before he turns the hand over and looks over the broken skin on his knuckles. fingers ghosting over the broken skin and his body shuddering with a sigh. ❫

I'm sorry too, Rich but we'll figure this out. Together, okay? ❪ he murmurs, nudging him back gently to the couch. ❫ Now let me go get my first aid kit. I wanna clean up your hands before you end up with some infection.