❪ in truth, eddie can't help but laugh at the small joke. it's true that neither of them had any intention of returning home and, if eddie could help it, going anywhere near new england for the rest of their natural lives.
he's grateful for this though. these moment where him and richie can just live their lives without any worries or frustrations. it's moments they had fought so hard for and deserved after everything that had encompassed their lives and shadowed the two of them since childhood.
the gratefulness extended with the masseuse coming by their room, breakfast and the shower that followed. it's more than he deserves, eddie thinks sometimes before he is quick to shake it away. no, he does deserve this and he deserves this life with richie. he deserves to be happy and in love and to marry someone that he loves―
which is why he smuggles the ring into the pocket of his hoodie. it helps fight off the chill of the sea breeze despite pairing the hoodie with running shorts. it is romanatic though being able to walk hand and hand with rich like this and (more than once) he finds himself staring at his boyfriend with a dopey, lovesick smile.
it's one of those times when richie stops short and pulls on his hand, eddie tilting his head curiously and gently adjusting so their fingers are laced together. ❫
Hi...?
❪ he's a little unsure where this is all going but his question dies in his throat when richie steps in and kisses the confusion away. god, he doubts he'll ever get enough of this. really, truly, he knew the right choice had always been to spend his life with richie. now, he just had get the courage to ask. ❫
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he's grateful for this though. these moment where him and richie can just live their lives without any worries or frustrations. it's moments they had fought so hard for and deserved after everything that had encompassed their lives and shadowed the two of them since childhood.
the gratefulness extended with the masseuse coming by their room, breakfast and the shower that followed. it's more than he deserves, eddie thinks sometimes before he is quick to shake it away. no, he does deserve this and he deserves this life with richie. he deserves to be happy and in love and to marry someone that he loves―
which is why he smuggles the ring into the pocket of his hoodie. it helps fight off the chill of the sea breeze despite pairing the hoodie with running shorts. it is romanatic though being able to walk hand and hand with rich like this and (more than once) he finds himself staring at his boyfriend with a dopey, lovesick smile.
it's one of those times when richie stops short and pulls on his hand, eddie tilting his head curiously and gently adjusting so their fingers are laced together. ❫
Hi...?
❪ he's a little unsure where this is all going but his question dies in his throat when richie steps in and kisses the confusion away. god, he doubts he'll ever get enough of this. really, truly, he knew the right choice had always been to spend his life with richie. now, he just had get the courage to ask. ❫