Oh Noel | Reddie |

12. morning

"Richie, will you be my boyfriend?" I asked. He immediately beamed, eyes wide.

"uh y-yeah. Oh my god, yes!?" He jumped up, unable to contain his excitement.

"Save the energy for tomorrow, let's go to bed." And with that, we both went to sleep together in the same bed, but this time, together.

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The next morning, Richie woke me up, he was already dressed, and it looked like he showered too.

"Did me asking you out actually make you so happy that you had to take a shower in the morning? I've never seen you do that." I rolled my eyes and groggily got out of the warm bed into the cold air. We both left to go eat some breakfast.

Wentworth wasn't awake yet, so we enjoyed the silent morning by making some eggs and toast, and we decided to ligut the fire to warm us up. We both sat in armchairs that were sat by the fireplace on either side.

"Do you love Christmas yet eds?" Richie turned to me and asked.

"still no" I started at the fire, it was warm and bright and welcoming; almost hypnotic.

"but why" he asked.

"I dunno," I shrugged, "could be because I'm not a religious person, or just regular seasonal depression, or just my past, but I just... Don't." I said

"well you don't have to be religious to celebrate Christmas. I will make you genuinely enjoy this holiday somehow" Richie said, determined to make me feel something I have never felt.

"Hey Richie?" I asked, looking over at him. He was reclining in his chair

"Yes love?" he responded, making my face flush red. Holy shit I wasn't expecting that so soon.

"You said I used to... Love Christmas. I don't remember ever enjoying it like ever, did I always love Christmas when you knew me in the past? or... Maybe my brain got fucked up when I lost my memories..." My voice trailed off at the end, and he placed a hand onto my back, I noticed he got out of his chair and was now standing beside me. I leaned into his touch, almost yearning for it now that I could.

"Well, when we first met, you weren't too big on Christmas, but you were never the grinch like you are now, " I cut him off with a punch to the arm.

"I am not the grinch!" I exclaimed. "but go on." I mumbled.

"Well, after we got together, I think having someone else made your love for the holiday skyrocket, probably because you had someone to smile about and get things for, and do things with." He explained. It made no sense to me honestly. Having my memories gone and knowing it really bothered me, how there were things I did that I can't remember as if it never happened.

"It's just... I don't know, recently whenever I think of Christmas, and see all the decorations, I don't feel like I have anything to look forward to, and it all feels melancholy" I admitted.

"Well maybe when Christmas actually comes around, you'll feel that Christmas spirit. It's not the same as when we were kids, but the joy of just knowing there's people that put thought into nice gifts for you. It's the best thing ever." Richie smiled at the thought.

I leaned closer to him, placing a kiss on his cheek, which made him grin even wider.

"God I love you eds," He wrapped me into a hug so tight I was struggling to breath a little, but he let go quickly when he heard the door to his fathers room open. He smiled at me before kissing my cheek.

Wentworth emerged from his room looking tired, still in his pajamas like me.

"Good morning boys." He grumbled before going to the kitchen, immediately starting to brew a cup of coffee.

"He's not a morni person if you couldn't tell." Richie commented.

A few minutes later, Wentworth came out to the living room and sat on the sofa with his coffee, and a bowl of cereal.

"So when are we planning on going out to skii?" Richie asked, purposely provoking his fsther.

"Calm down already, I just woke up for God's sake." Wentworth  said to his son, "practice a little thing called patience," Eddie laughed a little at the comment.

"Hes right Richie," I said quietly to him, earning a punch to the arm.

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Fuck I keep forgetting to post this. So, on Christmas I wrote this, but it was past midnight and I was fucking drinking, so writing like half the chapter it was a hot mess, and in my mind I was like 'I will upload this in the morning and sober me will not want to edit it' and I'm so fucking glad I didn't

So uh update this is a few days later than I wrote the first half
Wtf it's new years eve and I did even finish the chapter till now and there's still the rest of the story
Well uh I'm gonna be all alone for new years just like always, nobody leven wants to hang out with me as friends let alone more than that. Welp enjoy the chapter

Merry not Christmas anymore, sorry forcthe short boring chapter
-Jay