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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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sorry for being such a slowpoke T_T ♥

[beepbeepboy]

[ hearing eddie repeat those three words back to him over and over makes richie want to start crying again. he tears up a little, but manages to hold most of it back by focusing on kissing eddie - on his lips, then his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, everywhere he can reach.

this man is the most precious thing in his life. he always has been, even when richie didn't have any idea who he was. there's no way in hell he's ever going to let go of him again. ]

Eds, [ he murmurs, not really sure what he wants to say but feeling the need to say something nonetheless, ] you're so - I can't believe - I missed you so fucking much, Eddie, I love you so much. So fucking much -

[ ah, shit, there are the tears.

he sniffles and tries to discreetly wipe at his eyes, but his heart's about to burst. how many times did eddie need him over the years? how many times could richie have helped him if he'd been able to remember what they went through? as good as it feels to be back together, there's still so much pain in his heart that he can't ignore no matter how hard he tries. ]

Fucking -- [ he closes his eyes, presses his forehead to eddie's, bites his lip. ] Just - fuck, Eds, I don't wanna let go of you. I don't want to lose you again.

you are perfectly fine ♥♥♥♥

[respirations]

❪ the tears are a surprise to see in some ways but, in other ways, eddie completely gets it. the emotional pull is strong, going one way with all his memories and then the other way as he tries to think about the future and he feels completely at its mercy.

he does the only thing that feels right in the moment and leans in to kiss away at the tears that has appeared on richie's face despite the other man's attempt at discreetly wiping them away. it bring in more memories, more instances of their time together and that love and god— eddie wants to cry too. ❫

You already promised me that we'll stay together. ❪ he murmurs, hands coming up to hold his face and lips continuing to press small kisses. ❫ I'm gonna make sure you keep you're promise, okay?

❪ it's said with a small smile as their foreheads are pressed together and he looks up, seemingly searching richie's eyes. ❫ I won't let anything take you away from me again. I'm not just going to stand by and watch you drive away again either.

skjdhfskdhf ♥

[beepbeepboy]

[ Everything Richie is feeling would be way too overwhelming if Eddie weren't right here with him, experiencing those same emotions. He manages a smile of his own, sniffling again before pressing soft, gentle kisses to Eddie's cheeks and lips.

This feels so right. They've done this countless times - almost daily, when they were in high school - and the quiet comfort it evokes in Richie's heart is just as potent now as it was all those years ago. After a few moments his tears subside, and for a little while he just lies there with Eddie, still in disbelief that not only did he forget all about this, but that he somehow managed to get it back, too.

Eventually, though, that nagging thought from earlier finds its way to his lips, despite his best attempts to hold it back. ]

Eddie, [ he murmurs, suddenly nervous, ] what about... what about your -

[ even saying the word is difficult: ]

- your wife?

♥♥

[respirations]

❪ eddie breathes out a tired sound as richie presses those soft, gentle kisses to his cheeks and lips. it's hard not to be taken back to those times from before― before all of this and before they forgot each other. it's harder still not to let himself just near collapse into all and forget about everything else.

but, as it turns out, that's a little harder said than done. since they began this literal trip of memories, he hadn't given much thought to myra back home but now it's hard not to look at his wedding band. ❫

The longer I'm here the more I remember about my mom and the more I'm reminded about the relationship I have with Myra. I forgot and got myself involved with someone that does the same exact shit that she used to do. ❪ he chuckles but it's a sad sound. ❫ And I realize that the sort of shit that I feel with you, felt when we were together, I can't remember ever feeling anywhere close to that with her.