Perfection

Chapter 13: Richie

Eddie had gotten out of bed early in the morning. Maybe late in the night? He had no clue. Eddie had gotten out of bed sweating and panting, like he had either had a really bad dream or he was having an anxiety attack.

Either way, Richie was a light sleeper (despite what Eddie may think) and woke up the second Eddie opened his eyes. Richie pretended to be asleep while Eddie lugged his arm off him, and moved his head, and then went for his inhaler. He somehow knew Richie had it in his bag.

After Eddie left the room, Richie shot out of Eddie's bed, and wiped his eyes. He'd have to think of an excuse as to why he was awake, he'd think of one later. Why was Eddie up so early? Or so late? Richie went over to his phone and checked the time. 4:32 am.

It was early. Richie went back over to Eddie's bed and reassumed his position of wiping his eyes and looking for his glasses. Hopefully Eddie wouldn't notice that his phone was still glowing when he came back into the room, due to Richie accidentally unlocking the phone when he checked the time.

"Looking for these?" Eddie's voice whispered in his ear, sending shivers up the taller boys spine. Eddie handed him his glasses. Richie put his glasses on and could finally see Eddie. He was standing in his oversized pastel sweatshirt, and that looked like it. No jeans. What happened to the jeans?

Richie made up and excuse for being up, something about him thinking Eddie left the house. Eddie smiled and just looked at his boyfriend with love in his eyes. "Well I'm here now," Eddie said. "And I wanna sleep again, I'm tired."

"Me too Eds," Richie said. "Me too."

Eddie jumped into Richies lap and laid his head on the tall boy's shoulder. Richie started playing with Eddie's hair. The perfect way it curled up in his quiff was all messed with tonight. Eddie's hair was curly, almost as curly as Richie's. Richie loved when Eddie had his curls, they were so much prettier than his own.

Richie started to kiss Eddie, slowly, but burning with passion. Then he kissed his cheek, then worked his was down Eddie's jaw. Eddie's head tilted up, begging Richie to kiss his neck. Richie obliged, and Eddie tangled his hands in Richie's hair. Richie left a few marks, enough to be noticeable. He pulled back to admire his work on Eddie's neck. He was proud.

Sure, he had given other girls hickeys. Guys too. Even Bev a few times. But this was so much different. It was real, not just some make out session behind the bleachers at school with a girl he barely knew. This was Eddie.

A plan broke out in Richie's head. He was going to take Eddie back to his house tomorrow. He would show his dad his boyfriend. Then take all his stuff and stash it all at Eddie's for a bit, until he figured out what he wanted to do. Richie knew he wasn't going to live with his parents anymore. That would be even more of a hell than it was before, because now he was out of the closet.

He would just show up his dad. Why not have some fun with moving out of your folks house?

Richie reattached his lips to Eddie's neck, and Eddie let him. He left a few more red marks, and then pulled away. Eddie stared down at Richie, lust in his beautiful doe eyes. "I love you, you huge dork," Eddie kissed Richie, soft and firm, and it was bliss. Perfection. Every kiss from Eddie made his heart melt.

"Okay, now we really need to sleep Eds," Richie said softly. "It's 4:45 in the morning, and you get cranky if you don't get 8 hours of sleep," Richie kissed Eddie on the nose. He loved doing that. It was so cute, the way his boyfriends nose scrunched up after he placed it there. "Fine," Eddie complained, obviously wanting something more. "We can sleep I guess."

Eddie collapsed onto Richie as he fell back into Eddie's pillow. They pulled the comforter over themselves and fell asleep together. Perfect.