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Eddie found himself on his way to the shop; a bag of clothes on his back and dressed in his famous red shorts and white tee. He stopped at the small shop where they'd both planned to meet up, richie didn't want him walking all the way to his house alone knowing what type of people lived there now. The cold breeze hit his bare legs as he shivered.

After 3 minutes richies showed up, wearing a ripped jeans and his usual Hawaiian shirt.

"Hey Eds," Richie greeted with a smirk.

"H-Hey." Eddie stuttered nervously, as they began their walk down the sidewalk.

"You seem nervous." Richie pointed out as Eddie scratched his neck.

"N-No.." eddie whispered.

"You sound like bill," Richie chucked causing Eddie to softly giggle.

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"I hate my mom so much!" Eddie scoffed as he ran a hand through his hair.

"If I'm honestly my Eddie Spaghetti," Richie paused, "She seems like bitch."

Eddie ignored the annoying nickname, "She really is, I don't want you to ever have to meet her." Eddie admitted.

"Again if I'm honest, I'd probably kick her in throat if I ever met her." Richie shrugged plainly.

"And if I'm honest I'd let you," Eddie giggled.

Richie cheeks flushed red, he sensed the flirtatious mood in Eddies voice. Everything was going great, Richie slowly began reaching for Eddies hand, he desired to hold it in his. But he didn't get too, Eddie fell back with a thud. A fist had connected to his face, richie gasped loudly and turned to the figure. There stood Henry Bowers, he's eye filled with pure hatred.

"What the fuck?" Richie yelled at him, pushing against Henry's chest.

Henry threw his fist at Richie's face causing him to fall on his ass, Richie winced in pain as he watched Henry kick Eddie in the stomach. He felt his blood boil and let out a scream of anger. He rose to his feet and kicked Henry in the hip and then punched him in his nose. He landed on his back but was quick to return for more. Richie began to punch the dirty blonde, listening to his horrific comments like "faggot," "Queer" and so on.

A bloody faced Henry stood up, stumbling as he did. He touched his nose and groaned in pain before he ran off. Eddie was still in the ground, shock ran over his short body. Richie rushed over to him, engulfing him in a hug, and repeatedly saying sorry to him.

"It's okay Rich," Eddie assured him, as he wiped Richie's bloody cheek, inches apart, they felt the spark. Richie badly wanted to kiss Eddies lips.

They got up and went to Richie's, the worry was still in his blood as he kept his eyes on Eddie every so often.

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They entered Richie's home, Richie gestures for him to follow to the bathroom. They entered the small space and Richie patted the counter top.

"What?" Eddie furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Sit up here and I'll clean your cuts," Richie explained as Eddie smiled. He struggled to get in the counter too but eventually did. Richie cupped Eddie cheek, wiping it with the wet cloth. Eddie couldn't not look into Richie's dark eyes, he found them mysterious and beautiful. Richie's eyes connected with Eddies, they both were still. Richie's thumb caressed Eddies cheek gently, it only caused Eddie to bite his lip a little.

"I can clean your cuts if you want?" Eddie broke the silence with a soft whisper.

"Uh, sure." Richie nodded, Eddie pushed himself off the counter and Richie took his spot. On his tiptoes, eddie wiped the fresh blood off his cheek. The same situation occurred, their eyes locked again, their face inches away for each other's.

Richie felt that feeling again and this time he felt the urge. As Eddie interlocked his fingers with Richie's, he found himself feeling the urge too. He wanted to kiss Richies smooth, plump lips.

"Eds.." Richie whispered, his hot breath on Eddies cheek, "I-" Eddie gave up and pressed his lips against Richie's. They're lips moves in sync, eddie cupped Richie's face. They pulled away, their cheeks flushing red, "Richie I-" Richie pressed his lips against Eddies. They both pulled away once again, goofy smiles plastered on their faces.

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There was a slight awkward feeling in the air, both of the teens were still in shock. They couldn't believed they'd just kissed and they bit definitely enjoyed it. They binged watched old movies, and taking in each other's presence; They couldn't help but stare at each other.

"I think we should hit the hay," richie yawned loudly as walked over to the bed, "you can take bed, I'll take the floor."

"No," Eddie insisted, "take the bed I'll take the floor."

Richie shook his head, "no Ed's, you take the bed." He playfully argued back but Eddie wasn't gonna give up.

"How about we both shared the bed?" Eddie suggested awkwardly, as he patted the spot on the bed next to him.

"O-Oh Okay," richie nodded, as he slid into bed next him, "lights off?"

"Sure." Eddie mumbled softly. He shut his Brown eyes as Richie flicked the switch. Eddie fell asleep quickly, he turned in his sleep and wrapped his body around Richie's. But he didn't mind and instead of leaving or moving, he wrapped his arms around Eddie, letting Eddies head rest on his chest. Richie was really in love.