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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.
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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.

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some visuals — one, two, three, four, five.

❪ it's sometime after noon and eddie is currently laid out on the couch, head in richie's lap and trying desperately not to even breathe least he disturb the sleeping baby on his chest. it feels like it's been days since she slept and he is not about to do a damn thing and possibly wake her up because, honestly, it's damn near insane how much work goes into someone so small. not that the pair of them hadn't been prepared— especially considering how much planning went into the decision to have a child but reading blogs, watching clips online and bothering bev and ben did little in the long run once she was actually born.

this was honestly the hardest work he's ever done but... he couldn't be happier or more in love. he loved her from the moment they heard her heart beating and he'll probably never stop letting that love grow more everyday. there really was just something amazing about the entire experience and he can't help smiling slightly as he glances down to the head full of dark messy curls. ❫

Sometimes I have to wonder if this is all just some crazy fever dream. ❪ he says, voice soft and tilting his head just enough to peek up at rich. ❫ Like I'll wake up one day and still be in that damn sewer.

[ Richie still remembers the day they got the news. He had thrown up in the doctor's sink. As much as he wanted to have a family with Eddie, the gravity of it hit him like a brick wall. But the longer they prepared themselves and absorbed everything they could by way of Parenting 101 (and bless Ben and Bev for being so patient with their questions), he grew less anxious about it all. Still nervous, still afraid he'd fuck it up somehow but as soon as they saw their daughter for the first time, heard her heartbeat, he knew he would do anything for her.

She slept a lot when they first got back from the hospital but it didn't last once she started opening her eyes - big and brown just like Eddie's - that she started being very vocal. At least they can safely say she gets it honestly.

It took a while for them to find out she enjoyed falling asleep on them as opposed to her crib. Richie would sometimes play games on the console while she used his stomach as a bed, keeping the volume low and restricting himself from being loud in any way (including cussing out other players). Slowly, they seemed to be getting used to each other and Rich has honestly never felt happier.

Looking over at Eddie and their baby, he snorts softly, reaching over to rub her back gently with his fingers, ]

I still have dreams were are some nights... But then she wakes me up and I can't even be annoyed by it.

❪ speaking of being vocal— even in her sleep, amelia is a source of noise and movement especially as rich reaches over to rub her back. honestly, it reminds him so much of richie and how he sleeps that eddie almost has to laugh. he cracks a smile at least and offers a finger to one of her raised hands, watching as it is immediately grabbed to settle her back against him. ❫

Yeah? I'm surprised almost by how easily you wake up now since before I couldn't get you up for shit.

❪ still, he gets it. god— he doubts he could ever be mad with her for waking him up at all hours of the night. it's better though compared to when they first brought her home and he was so hypersensitive to any sound she made freaking him out with fear that something might be wrong. ❫

Did you see the clothes that Bill and Audra sent? I swear we'll never have to buy anything for her at this rate.

[ Richie tries not to laugh at that, ]

Look, fighting cosmic monsters is really tiring, okay? I had like. Years of sleep to catch up on.

[ And it was good he did because their daughter wasn't overly fond of schedules. Some days they would go fine and then others, like today, she called the shots. It was so strange that something so small could boss two grown men around. Not that he really minded. Getting her to laugh was still one of the most rewarding experiences he's ever felt. The first time he got her to, he felt like he could go the rest of his life without make another audience laugh. ]

If Mike sends the shit he keeps linking me and Ben and Bev keep shopping, yeah she'll make out like a bandit. My dad wants to send her the whole damn Dr. Suess collection.

Uh-huh, I hear you.

❪ although eddie rolls his eyes there is a smile on his face before his gaze flickers from rich to their daughter. she still has a tight grip on his finger but he is content on letting her keep holding on if it meant she'd sleep for a little longer. she's been so active and vocal throughout the night that it's almost worried him but, honestly, she's still little. it's not like babies had set schedules just yet.

the mention of their friends and richie's family gets another smile out of eddie. ❫

Oh yeah? I'm just glad your folks are as smitten by her as the rest of us.

❪ because, yeah, he doubts his mother would have been on board with any of this. hell, eddie doesn't doubt-- he knows she wouldn't have agreed to this. from his choice of a mate or decision to start a family with said person, it would have all been one literal hell. ❫

[ His fingers reach up to try to smooth her hair down and, of course, it doesn't. Even when it was gently brushed, it would still stick up or just take on its own wild life. They ended up coming to the conclusion it just needs to grow out more. Which it quickly was. His hand ends up going into Eddie's hair, instead. ]

Pretty sure they thought I would never have kids. But honestly, who could resist her anyway?

[ Someone with no heart, obviously. But then Rich knows, deep down, he's probably being biased as hell. ]

❪ he watches with an amused grin as rich tries smoothing down amelia's curly hair without any luck. eddie had, despite all his work and research, had given up on trying to control their daughter's hair currently just as he gave up trying to make any sense of richie's own hair.

instead, he enjoys the contact of rich's hand carding through his own hair and sighs. ❫

I'm just glad she has a set of grandparents that love her and enough godparents to shake a stick at. ❪ he murmurs with a slight chuckle. ❫ Is it bad that I'm already convinced she needs a sibling?

[ Richie tries not to laugh at that, shaking his head. ]

Already? Babe, you're exhausted as it is.

[ But he rubs at Ed's scalp gently with his fingers. ]

But I'm not disagreeing...

Come on, I'm not that exhausted.

❪ certainly not as badly as he had been even before she was born because, as it turns out, a child is hard work straight from the beginning. it had taken a lot more out of him than he imagined not that it overall hadn't been a good experience too.

still, he's content with the movement of rich's fingers against his scalp and sighs. ❫

I just remember what it was like growing up as a only child is all.

You almost faceplanted into your dinner last night.

[ When Eddie is having a hard time staying awake, Rich knows he has to be more tired than he lets on. Which is why he's going to be firm on this. Mostly. ]

I get it, I do. I would love to make a bigger family with you. But let's wait a little, alright? Get her on an actual routine. Replenish our batteries. Until then... we can practice.

[ Because obviously the making bit is part of the fun. ]

Almost being the keyword. I absolutely saved it and got out with only a little bit of mashed potatoes on my face.

❪ he gets what rich is saying though and, despite his own feelings, is in agreement. there wasn't any need to rush into this, they still had plenty of time to weigh all of this and figure out what would work best for them. for all three of them.

still, he can't help shooting a glance upwards from where he lays. ❫

Is the practice bit for me or for you.

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