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double update. how much do you love me kiki?

june age 14 -15   

"are you comfortable?" richie asked from eddie who nodded and laid next to him. "very. thank you"

richie turned off his nightlight and sighed as darkness surrounded them.

eddie was staying over at richie's house since they missed their sleepovers. they missed hanging out with each other. just them.

richie felt eddie pressed up against him, arm flung over his stomach, head nearly on rihie's shoulder. he felt warm and fuzzy feeling someone against him, giving him warmth and protection. it felt nice. richie turned his head on his side, so that his chin was on eddie's head. he could smell the strawberry scent coming from eddie's soft brown hair. it tickled richie's chin a bit, but it felt nice at the same time. comforting.

he began to fall asleep, listening to eddie's soft snores. every once in a while he felt eddie gripping his shirt tighter and mumble in his sleep. but since richie was on the verge of his sleep he couldn't really get what eddie was saying.

but soon after 3am, richie woke up to heavy breathing and shifting next to him. his eyes fluttered open, seeing eddie rolling around, letting out small whines from his mouth, gripping the sheets. (a/n i'm aware of how dirty that sounds, yes thank you)

and then, suddenly, eddie choked out a scream, sitting up and backing up against richie's headboard. richie sat up too, staring in terror of what was happening. he looked at eddie, who had struggle breathing.

"eddie? eddie, what's going on?" richie asked, putting his hand on eddie's knee, which were tugged against his chest.

eddie gestured with his hands towards his mouth, meaning that he needed his inhaler.

"your inhaler? alright, just, hold on, alright, hold on" richie tried to say calmly. he tried to reach to the night stand and around him, trying to find eddie's inhaler. but he didn't seem to caught the plastic object in his hands, no matter how hard he tried. he turned to eddie with panic in his eyes. "I can't find it-"

richie was cut off by eddie pulling him towards from his shirt, smashing their lips together, holding richie against him. richie's eyes widened while he looked at eddie's eyes, which were closed, his eye lashes fluttering. he had his brows furrowed a bit, in desperation. he puckered his lips hard against richie's, holding his breath in. richie's stomach was going flips at this point. then he felt eddie relaxing and releasing him from his grip. but neither of them pulled away. they stayed like that, lips firmly together. but finally, they separated from each other, the lack of air burning in their lungs. they stared into each others eyes, breathless.

"uhm...why did you uh...why...you..." richie tried to form words but he simply couldn't.

"i...i was having a panic attack...and since you...you couldn't find my inhaler I needed to suppress my breathing somehow so...when we kissed I was holding my breath" eddie explained.

"a panic attack? why?" richie asked, relaxing a bit and rubbing his thumb against eddie's bare ankle. "did you see a nightmare or something?"

eddie nodded. "it's the same as always"

"the clown?"

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