The car ride home to Richie's apartment is silent and awkward and Eddie can feel the tension brewing. He's fiddling with the sleeves of the Harvard jumper and Richie has a stern look on his face, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Eddie has never seen Richie so angry and he's taken aback...and kind of attracted. Eddie mentally kicks himself for being turned on by that and he stops staring at Richie.
The silence and tension builds up all the way until they enter the apartment. Richie throws his keys down with a sigh and rubs his eyes before placing his hands on his hips sternly. Eddie looks at him.
"We need to talk about this. Because I-I am so confused by what we are. You say you love me, you kiss me and hug me and...and try to be intimate but...you freeze up and nothing! Nothing at all and I am getting so impatient." Richie bursts out and Eddie blinks in a silent response.
"I know...and I'm trying. I am trying my absolute hardest because I want this. I really want this but I am struggling to let myself. I am my worst enemy and I know that." He says and Richie scoffs." What?"
"You want this? Clearly not enough. You aren't trying hard enough for me, Eddie and I...I don't wanna fall out of love with you." Richie explains and he has tears in his eyes that make Eddie feel guilty." I love you so damn much. So much it hurts. It's painful and I want you but you clearly don't want me or love me-
"Yes I do! Of course I do!" Eddie snaps, walking up to Richie, who takes a step back. Eddie stops in his tracks, sighing." Richie...it's difficult. I'm sorry. But it is. I am trying so goddamn hard for you because I FUCKING LOVE YOU DUMBASS! YEAH! I LOVE YOU. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU! THE WAY YOU IRRITATE ME MAKES ME LOVE YOU AND THE WAY YOU SMILE AT ME MAKES ME LOVE YOU. THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL LOVED MAKES ME LOVE YOU!"
Richie stares at him, stunned and silent, and then Eddie walks over to him, grabbing the corners of his shirt and dragging him down into a rough kiss. It's rough and passionate and hot. Eddie groans and Richie lifts the Harvard sweater off of the shorter man, throwing it onto the floor as they stumble their way into Richie's room, Eddie unbuttoning the comedians shirt with shaky hands. Richie moans out an 'Eddie' and begins to kiss Eddie's neck sloppily and Eddie smiles, a feeling of euphoria rushing through his veins. His head is all fuzzy but he wants this to happen.
And it does.
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Eddie smiles as he leans his head against Richie's bare chest. They're cuddling in bed, tired and out of breath, watching Brooklyn Nine Nine whilst Richie smokes. Richie is stroking his thumb gently up and down Eddie's arm and he's smiling. They both feel satisfied. Eddie doesn't even feel like he needs to shower or scold himself. He feels happy and adrenaline fuelled.
"So...we broke a rule." Jake says on the screen as him and Amy lie in bed. Eddie chuckles lightly.
"Yeah...I hope it wasn't a mistake." Amy says and Eddie glances up at Richie, who's smoking his cigarette and watching the show with a content look on his face.
"I hope it wasn't a mistake, Title Of Your Sex Tape...Title Of Our Sex Tape." Jake says and Richie and Eddie laugh, Richie putting out his cigarette in the ash try and playing with Eddie's hair gently.
"Rich." Eddie says, throat sore. Richie glances at him." I...need to think about your question, okay?"
"Sure thing, baby. I don't mind." Richie says, kissing the top of Eddie's head and then his lips trail down Eddie's neck and then his arm." Wanna go again?"
"I'm tired." Eddie chuckles before yawning. Richie smiles and then kisses Eddie gently on the lips.
"Get some sleep." He whispers and Eddie gets out of bed, slipping on some boxers and Richie watches with a smile. Eddie gets back into bed and rests his head on Richie's chest gently, eyes droopy with sleep.
-
"You've got a certain glow about you today, Eddie...and a lot of bruises on your neck." Sharon states the next day at work. Eddie blushes." Oh my god, did Eddie Kaspbrak get lucky?"
"Yeah...I did and it was amazing." Eddie states and Sharon cheers proudly.
"I did see you struggling to walk." She says and Eddie whacks her playfully on the arm." I'm kidding! I'm proud of you, man. Was it with Richie?"
"Yeah it was and it was everything I could've hoped for. He was...fantastic. Kept asking if I was alright and he was surprisingly as nervous as me." Eddie explains and Sharon smiles." I think I'm finally starting to overcome this internalised homophobia thing, y'know. Like I feel like I'm conquering something."
"I'm proud of you." Sharon states, causing Eddie to grin.
"I actually need your help with something." Eddie admits and Sharon listens intently to what he has to say." Richie wants me to move to LA with him next week and...I'm not sure if I should. My work is here and...you're here."
"Babes I'm moving to LA to be with Greg. Never in my life have I been with a man as great as him and I am not skipping out on that opportunity. Come with me, Eds. Live the Hollywood life and date a famous comedian! Let loose and have fun. Do crazy shit." Sharon says and her words sound familiar. Eddie's childhood friends had said something similar just before he moved to New York." There's a branch in LA and we could be desk buddies over there. Just, please, consider it. I need my best friend with me."
Eddie smiles and sits in thought. He should go and do it. He should let loose and have fun. But he also hated change and adjusting to new situations. He wasn't sure what to do but he hoped his dad would help him. He was seeing him later that day for some late lunch to bond. Just the two of them. And Eddie was excited.
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27 years| Reddie
FanfictionA chance encounter sets two fools on a path they never thought they'd be on. Richie Tozier is figuring things out, his sexuality and his comedy Eddie Kaspbrak is trying to hold it together, his disaster marriage and keeping the lid on his sexualit...
