ℳ𝓎 ℋℴ𝓂ℯ ／／ ℛℯ𝒹𝒹𝒾ℯ 𝒪𝓃ℯ𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓉𝓈

𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Tw: language (with them two,
always <3), mentions of emotional abuse

I couldn't find a photo to use. Which is just plain rude. But that's ok, moving on-

Already dating reddie :)
I'm gonna say 16/17ish

Eddie's POV:

I can see my breath out here, but it's worth it if it means my mom is leaving for the weekend.

I shouldn't think like that, not really, especially as I'm helping her pack her vehicle, but I always feel more trapped with her around. I'm glad that at least now I've realized that. That it was her that made me feel worthless.

"Ok, that's all Eddie bear. Promise you'll be a good boy for Mommy while I'm gone? No sneaking around with those... friends of yours?"

I nod, forcing a smile and kissing her cheek.

"Remember to take your pills."

She's about to get into the vehicle when she hesitates, waiting for my response.

"Of course, I love you, mommy."

It takes everything in me not to wince in front of her, and after 5 minutes, finally, she's gone.

***

"Alright alright, I know you just can't live without me, spagheddie."

I sigh, and I can hear his smirk on the other end.

"Just get your ass over here."

"Ok ok baby. I'm at your beck and call."

I hang up, and walk back up to my room, trying to distract myself. I can't wait to get out of here, give it a year. The only good thing this place has given me was Richie and the Loser's club. I don't know how exactly, but I got them.

I'm dozing off, not into sleep but more of a thinking state, like daydreaming? Just lost in my own thoughts I suppose. Cold weather has a way of getting me to do that more.

I hear a knock, and I shake myself out of my trance, racing to the door. I glance at the weekly pill container sitting out on the table for me from my mom. How am I going to dispose of those so she doesn't know I didn't take them? A problem for later I suppose.

(Not really)

I open the door to Richie, looking more optimistic than smug for some reason. He looks chipper, smiling brightly, which brightens my mood. I grin at him and grab him by the waist to drag him inside. As soon as the door is closed, I push him against it and smirk at him.

"May I kiss you, trashmouth?"

"Always"

I kiss him gently, despite the way he was expecting, seeing as I have him pinned here.

His lips are soft, after encouraging from me to keep them hydrated, but I pull back and leave him leaning against my door, breathless and flustered.

"What-"

"Well, what were you expecting, Rich?" I look at him, feigning innocence and he smirks at me, stepping forward to pick me up and spinning me around.

"Holy shit-"

He laughs as he sets me down, his expression fond, mine with playful anger. I think we both know that I enjoy the affection though.

"Have any plans Eds?" He rests his forehead against mine, still grinning widely in my presence.

I cannot keep up with his energy today. For most days, I'm running on a constant state of lovely adrenaline and attention deficit hyperactivity hah. Uh.

But today I'm just exhausted.

I slowly make my way to my bedroom, noting that Richie slides his shoes off before following me. I smile to myself, bickering with Richie about the most random things. Why does he want to know if peanut butter would make good lotion?

Absolutely not.

Please.

I sit on my bed, and he closes the bedroom door behind himself after he follows to just smirk at me.

I can't help but break out in a smile, even though I would typically act annoyed.

"Come here you ass."

I giggle and he walks over to me.

He sits down next to me, nosing my cheek. I smile unwillingly, he's just really lovey-dovey when we're alone.

Once he finally settles down, I turn to wrap my arms around him. He sits there in slight shock for a moment, I'm not really the type to initiate affection but here we are. He turns a bit to fit better to me, and slides his arms around my waist.

"I'm sorry I'm not gonna live up to your expectations for the evening," I mumble into his chest.

He moves around to where he can look into my eyes. "What do you mean by that?" He has a hurt expression on his face, slight concern written in his eyes.

"I don't know what you wanted to do.. make out or anything.. but really I'm exhausted.." he gives me another smile, this one more comforting.

"I wasn't expecting anything out of you, Eds. I just want to be near you."

I smile again, tears in my eyes. It's so small it's stupid, but honestly I'm so happy to have him here. With me. Even though he's a pain in the ass sometimes.

"Hold me, Rich?"

He moves his hands to my waist, giving me butterflies as he positions me in his lap, and I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Always."

I sigh over his shoulder, and smile to myself, my hands still tight around his chest. The fabric is soothing, familiar as per usual, and Richie's steady breathing makes my eyelashes flutter, and it's making seeing straight even harder. Soon enough my eyes couldn't stay open and I lost control over my thoughts, consciousness slipping away.

Richie's POV:

I can tell when Eddie's asleep because he stops fiddling with his hands or my shirt, something that he generally doesn't notice that he does. I gently turn to let him lie down, easy since he's a deep sleeper.

I know the reason why he's so tired is because he doesn't sleep well alone, nightmares are our best friends.

That aside, I slip the comforter over him that always has that comforting scent of lavender that hangs to it like a leaf would hang to a limb. I slide next to him, my arm making its way around his waist once again, pulling him close to me. I slow my breathing so that when his speeds up out of fear, I can even it out and squeeze him tighter as he clings to my arm. It sounds so specific but it happens every time.

I know I'm a light sleeper, so I'll leave it up to that to wake me up if he stirs. I slide my glasses off and place them on his bedside table before rolling back to bury my face in his neck.

I know I won't have nightmares.

They tend to do that.

As long as Eddie is by me I feel safer.

But when he's in my arms I have stability.

***

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