(Eddie holds on tight and for a long, long while. Long enough to forget that he shouldn't be holding a boy like this in public. They felt isolated enough that it was okay. The effects of that color thing were running high on him and only made his current emotions feel so much stronger.
It's that color spell that gets his brain steaming. Because...Well.
Eddie gently pulls away from the hug, and moves his hands to rest on Will's shoulders. He stares at Will with a peculiar look on his face. He glances over to the opening of the alley and stares for some time. No one is walking by. Nothing. He turns his head back around to stare at Will, contemplating, and then finally decides it's worth it. If only even for an act of belonging. That and maybe...Maybe...
He leans in and presses his lips against Will's cheek and just against the corner of Will's own mouth. It's not one of those chaste, quick kisses given to relatives or mothers. It's a warm press, that lingers for long enough to be something more, and then he breaks the kiss and leans back. His whole face was now bright red, and he's quick to shove his hands into his pockets, his stomach squirming like a live wire.
He had given kiss cheeks before. He gave them all the time to Bill because that was his brother. But with boys like Richie and Will, the kisses were always different. The last time he had kissed Richie had dangerously toed some sort of line that shouldn't have ever been toed. He might of done that a little with Will now, but there was something empowering about the idea of kissing another boy especially with this shared knowledge between them. Eddie felt a little bit like he could take on anything right then.)
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It's that color spell that gets his brain steaming. Because...Well.
Eddie gently pulls away from the hug, and moves his hands to rest on Will's shoulders. He stares at Will with a peculiar look on his face. He glances over to the opening of the alley and stares for some time. No one is walking by. Nothing. He turns his head back around to stare at Will, contemplating, and then finally decides it's worth it. If only even for an act of belonging. That and maybe...Maybe...
He leans in and presses his lips against Will's cheek and just against the corner of Will's own mouth. It's not one of those chaste, quick kisses given to relatives or mothers. It's a warm press, that lingers for long enough to be something more, and then he breaks the kiss and leans back. His whole face was now bright red, and he's quick to shove his hands into his pockets, his stomach squirming like a live wire.
He had given kiss cheeks before. He gave them all the time to Bill because that was his brother. But with boys like Richie and Will, the kisses were always different. The last time he had kissed Richie had dangerously toed some sort of line that shouldn't have ever been toed. He might of done that a little with Will now, but there was something empowering about the idea of kissing another boy especially with this shared knowledge between them. Eddie felt a little bit like he could take on anything right then.)