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❪ he breathes out an overly content sound as he feels rich pull out, leaning back and tightening the hold eddie has in richie's hair ever-so-briefly. already, eddie finds, he misses the closeness but he likes it better being able to turn and face him. a dopey, goofy smile on his lips as he simply nods along with the words. ❫

I am perfect, Rich. ❪ he says breathless but clearly pleased. ❫ Never felt better.

❪ he continues to smile as their foreheads rest together, only pausing briefly to reach up and remove richie's glasses. intent on cleaning them himself as he presses a kiss to richie's chin and laughs. ❫