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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]

Really. I love you so much, Rich. I didn't know what to do with myself half of the time. ( He had felt lost and adrift without Richie in his life. Eddie just can't imagine what it would be like for them to really separate and be apart especially if they both ended it hating one another. It might be selfish but he never wants for that to happen and he never wants for them to be apart. ) Yeah, well, it helps that I really like you.

( Eddie just huffs as Richie continues, a frown on his features. ) I'm fine, really. It's not so bad down here and it's not like we got to rush either. Mom thinks I'm staying the night at Bill's place.

( A brow is raised as he listens, breathing out a slow sound and shaking his head. )

Then let's just stay here for a little while. Once I get home, mom is going to lose her shit and drive me straight to the hospital. She probably won't let me out of her sight for another week. ( He says with a frown and then a blush. ) I love you too, Trashmouth.

[foul_mouthed]

I love you too, Eds. These past few weeks have been such shit, not having you speak to me really fucked with my head and heart, I felt so fucking hollow and alone without you. ( Richie might be getting a little deep with the conversation but Eddie wanted honesty. He doesn't want to think about a life with Eddie absent from it, the thought alone makes his stomach turn. Eddie is all he wants, nothing else really matters. (They had made future plans together, those that got them the hell out of Derry for good. ) You really like my dick? (He asks with a playful waggle of his eyebrows. )

Is that a request to stay with me tonight? (If not Richie would gladly make it a suggestion. They would have so much privacy if they happened to stay here in the clubhouse or headed back to Richie's place. )

You wanna stay here or would you like to go back to my place? You can stay the night with me if you want or I can drive you to Bill's. Either choice we need to get you comfortable and under some blankets. I can hold you close if you want too, keep you snug and warm?