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[respirations]

EDDIE KASPBRAK it: chapter 2 voice strength: ★★★★★ shipping: i'm reddie trash but i'm also all about that platonic love with the other losers preferences: gen, smut, shippy, angst, au, cross-canon, slice of life. notes: for some fun starting points: some random assortment of memes and aus for days; feel free to go the other worldly route; also throw pics or random sentences at me and a kink generator because why not. hit me up for starters if you'd like. there's no crying in baseball but there is crying in my rp but let's have fun, ok. picture prompts • quote prompts • music prompts • etc

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[respirations]

❪ he shakes his head but still ultimately leans back as urged by the gentle nudging that richie gives him. instead, eddie reaches out and grasps at one of his hands instead. ❫

Yeah, you gotta take it easy too. Actually go and sleep somewhere that isn't in this hospital. ❪ and he sighs, rolling a shoulder with a frown. ❫ ... And I've got to call Myra too. I don't really want you here when all that shit blows up.

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[ Richie frowns at that, ]

Are you sure?

[ He shakes his head, reaching up to pinch at the ridge of his nose. God, he is tired but... ]

I know I keep saying that but are you really sure you're okay to talk to her? You just woke up, man.

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She's gonna find out I'm awake soon enough. I'd rather not have what is bound to be a huge argument happen in front of you or the others if she just shows up randomly.

❪ which was... putting it lightly, in truth. that didn't even include the possible guilt tripping, blaming or worse. ❫

Besides, I survived a demonic child-eating sewer clown. I can handle my wife. ❪ and he shrugs, idly tugging at the thread between them. ❫ And I have a way of getting in touch with you if I can't manage to get to my phone.

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[ Rich looks down at the thread, giving it a little tug back. ]

If it makes you feel any better, she's showed her ass to us already.

[ Mainly with threats of lawsuits. ]

So you don't have to face her alone.

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❪ in hearing that, eddie can only sigh and rub his neck at richie's words. he's not surprised in the least and it probably shows but he ultimately shakes his head. ❫

It'll be alright, Rich. Go and get some rest, I'll call you once I'm finished up with everything. Will that make you feel better?

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[ He snorts rudely, ]

No. But you want to handle it your way so...

[ He sighs heavily and rubs his free hand through his messy hair. He should get sleep. His body wants it. But he knows he won't. Not easily. ]

Need me to send the nurse in here for anything?

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❪ and he snorts with a half laugh, hand coming to rest on his chest and breathing out a small sigh. ❫

Let me do this much for myself, Rich.

❪ eddie gives rich a small smile at that and shakes his head. ❫

I'll be okay, really. Go get some sleep.

[beavertrap]

[ Richie watches Eddie, still worried (about all too much) but nods, ]

Alright, alright.

[ He gives Eddie's hand a squeeze before finally letting go. He grabs up his phone and anything else he had laying around. Mostly empty paper cups from coffee. He'll toss them into the nearest trash can before tossing over his shoulder at the other man, ]

Love you, asshole.

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I'll call you as soon as I'm finished up.

❪ whatever 'finished up' might mean in this case. he hopes, prays, it'll be myra returning to new york but that alone might be harder than he imagines. it's not going to be pretty, he knows, that's for sure but it's something he has to do now. he can't keep living this lie anymore. he can't keep living in this spot just because it was familiar, comfortable.

returning the squeeze, eddie watches him curiously as he moves about the room. the words throw him off for just a moment before he sighs, smiling faintly. ❫

Love you too, dickwad.