[Maggie Tozier had given up when it came to Richie long before high school. Somewhere around their first jaunt with that clown, she realized he'd never be the child she wanted him to be and her vice grip released. Sure, his mom still made all sorts of rude comments about how feminine he could be, how unfortunate he was to look at, and anything else she could exasperatedly sigh out over breakfast or late in the afternoon when he was still around their home.
Richie's hands coast the length of Eddie's back, and he presses a gentle kiss to his temple their position making it a lot easier to stoop down and bury the rest of his gangly body into his embrace.]
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Richie's hands coast the length of Eddie's back, and he presses a gentle kiss to his temple their position making it a lot easier to stoop down and bury the rest of his gangly body into his embrace.]
Not weird. I'm always thinking about you too.