(The moment Richie gets into bed, Eddie's rolling over so that he wasn't facing Richie. He gets hugged up all the same, and wraps his arms over Richie's. He lets out a breath he hadn't known he was holding and wiggles back until he's fit snugly as possible against his best friend. It made him feel oddly safe to be held like this, and he smiled against his pillow.
He might not be able to face Richie right then, but that was okay. This was okay. It was warm and safe and nice. He does bother to grab one of Richie's hands and lift it up, pressing his mouth against the back of Richie's hand in a small kiss. He lowers the hand back down and tucks his face into the pillow, sighing.)
I really do love you, Richie. (It's not the first time they've said this to each other, but with the juice vibrant inside of him, that's what he wants to say most of all.)
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He might not be able to face Richie right then, but that was okay. This was okay. It was warm and safe and nice. He does bother to grab one of Richie's hands and lift it up, pressing his mouth against the back of Richie's hand in a small kiss. He lowers the hand back down and tucks his face into the pillow, sighing.)
I really do love you, Richie. (It's not the first time they've said this to each other, but with the juice vibrant inside of him, that's what he wants to say most of all.)