reddie

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"richie?"

"yes, my love." richie said, parting his lips to take a drag from the blunt between his fingers.

"richie! don't call me that." eddie protested, punching richie in the shoulder. "i want something from you."

richie watched eddie shuffle nervously out of the corner of his eye. "what's that?" he asked.

"will you, uh... will you kiss me, please?"

richie turned to face eddie, who was a shade of bright tomato. "oh, sweet eddie. eds. edward kaspbrak." richie started, a smirk on his face.

"rich! don't be a dick!" eddie said, his pale skin reflecting the moonlight quite nicely.

richie smiled fondly as he watched eddie fight the urge to smile, his expression frustrated but soft.

richie placed the burnt out blunt on the truck bed beside them, taking one side of eddie's face in his large hand. he leaned forward and kissed eddie softly, smiling slightly into the kiss. eddie froze, nervous, but richie led him into a slow, comforting movement that soothed eddie's worries.

richie pulled away, smiling as eddie's face went from softly amazed back to his regular embarrassed, red, and frustrated expression.

"like that?" richie asked, knowing it would get a rise out of eddie.

eddie punched richie in the shoulder again, softer this time.

"ah, eddie spaghetti. you know you love me."

eddie shuffled closer. "whatever."

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