"teddy roosevelt was the 26th president of the USA, and no matter how many times you argue, you'll be wrong" eddie smiled at justin who was sitting next to them on the kitchen table.
"no he definitely was the 25th" justin argued. eddie rolled his eyes. "no he was not! he was the 25th vice president!"
justin shook his head.
"why can't you believe when I say that?" eddie whined.
"Oh I believe you. I just want to see you get irritated with me" justin grinned.
"are you trying to get rid of me?" eddie lifted his brow in a teasing way.
"no, you just look very adorable when you're arguing" justin pecked eddie's cheek, making the smaller one look around their house in a tensed way.
"what's wrong? your mom won't be home until 7pm. it's like 1pm." justin chuckled and shut his history book.
"i invited you to study for the history test, not to make out" eddie gave him a warning look.
"aw, come on...everyone knows when someone asks you to study with them, they don't wanna study...they wanna get in the other person's pants" justin gripped eddie's thigh in the end of his sentence, sending eddie off guard and almost falling off the chair.
"justin, i'm not doing this. i'm underaged anyways. you're not, but I am. i'm not letting you do that" eddie pointed his finger at justin, who gave him a smug look. "alright, alright, take it easy sweet pea. i'm not forcing you to it"
eddie sit carefully back down, opening the book again. "can we just study?"
"no, i remember enough. I wanna do something fun- and before you say no, I mean watching TV or something" justin grabbed eddie's hand and stood up.
"fine, but only because you're getting on my nerves right now" eddie rolled his eyes and followed justin to the living room, flopping on the couch and turning the TV on.
justin spread his other arm out, resting it on the backrest, motioning eddie to come sit there.
"oh no no no no. if my mom finds out..."
"she won't. come one, love" justin pouted. eddie gave in and sat next to justin, the taller one wrapping his arm around eddie's petite shoulders. "there we go"
eddie got a tint of redness on his cheeks as he gripped the remote in his hands, feeling a tingling sensation in his stomach.
justin and eddie have been...together for a while now. maybe you could call it dating. nobody knew. not even their friends. they figured rumors flew way too fast at school and in the whole town, so they kept the info to themselves. at school they pretended to be friends who wave each other at hallways, but once they're inside locked doors, they get all lovey dovey with each other.
"when are you telling your friends?" justin then asked. eddie looked up at his boyfriend with scared eyes. "do you think I should? like...ever?"
"well yeah. I mean, derry is what it is, but this isn't gonna keep as a secret forever. unless you want it to"
"no, no, it's not that...it's just...I'm scared of all the homophobes. and especially my momma" eddie sighed.
"what is she gonna do?" justin let out a breathy laugh.
"she's gonna forbid me from seeing anyone, force me to go to the doctor and get a million times worse medication than now and I wouldn't be surprised if she put me in a girl school just to make me like them" eddie scrunched his nose at the thought of it.
"you shouldn't give a fuck about your mom" justin squeezed eddie's shoulder maybe a hint of too hard.
"ow, you're hurting me" eddie winced and pushed justin's hand away, where the other one just inhaled through his nostrils.
"did you know richie lost his virginity to betty ripsom?" justin changed the subject. eddie tensed. "what?!"
"yeah. remember the party at tom's?"
how could he forget?
"not really" eddie said.
"oh...well, doesn't matter. I saw him and betty walk upstairs and as I was looking for the bathroom a few minutes later, I accidentally opened a door to a bedroom and I saw them on full display under the covers, moaning and-"
"okay, I don't wanna hear it!" eddie covered his ears and shut his eyes. "i don't care what richie does and with who!"
"why? I mean, you were like best friends at some point"
"i don't wanna talk about him. do you?" eddie looked at justin, who lifted his hands up in defense. "sorry. didn't mean to make you upset"
"you didn't make me upset" eddie said quietly. he felt justin rub his fingers against eddie's thigh, trying to calm to boy down.
nobody could make him calm by doing that. nobody could rub his thighs and try to make him feel better. nobody. absolutely nobody. as much as he liked justin, he didn't have the ability to make eddie feel safe with his rubbing motions. nobody could do that, expect richie. how ironic.
eddie slightly brushed justin's hand away, but the other just kept his grip on the bare thigh, digging his nails into eddie's thighs.
"that..that hurts, justin" eddie let out a nervous breathy chuckle.
"oh sorry...i didn't realize" justin said and let go of eddie's leg. eddie shifted slightly further away from the dirty blond boy, who was staring at the TV.
eddie got chills in his back.
no matter how dark richie could get with his anger issues, this justin, this weird, quiet justin was much more scarier than richie has ever been.
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a/n seems like eddie's thoughts always going to richie...hMMMMMMMM?? something you wanna tell us mr kaspbrak huh? :)
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