❪ for what it's worth, eddie finishes his drink within two needy shots back of it. breathing out a long sigh as he stares quietly back at richie with what could be considered a frown because, after all, eddie finds himself unable to help but think.
although he doesn't remember everything per say but he does remember the first time that eddie told richie that he loved him. he remembers that quiet evening, rich walking him home and how full the moon had been. he remembers them sitting together in his backyard, summer dying around them and talking wistfully of what it would be like together outside of derry. what it would be like to live together, be together without this constant worry.
eddie only realizes he's staring pointedly at richie's lips when he speaks again and he blinks, weakly. ❫
Thanks, I feel like shit. ❪ he mumbles quietly, holding his glass out. ❫ And I don't watch General Hospital. Can I have another?
no subject
although he doesn't remember everything per say but he does remember the first time that eddie told richie that he loved him. he remembers that quiet evening, rich walking him home and how full the moon had been. he remembers them sitting together in his backyard, summer dying around them and talking wistfully of what it would be like together outside of derry. what it would be like to live together, be together without this constant worry.
eddie only realizes he's staring pointedly at richie's lips when he speaks again and he blinks, weakly. ❫
Thanks, I feel like shit. ❪ he mumbles quietly, holding his glass out. ❫ And I don't watch General Hospital. Can I have another?