Richie paced in his room, once again, running his fingers through his hair. He was so frustrated with himself. Why didn't you notice the other night when Eddie hadn't changed for bed? He kept that same fucking hoodie on, all night. He's going to die if he doesn't get out of that god forsaken house. And AWAY from Sonia. 
He grunted softly, walking over to the nearest wall and kicking it, hard. His ankle instantly sprang with pain, but he ignored it. He deserved it, for not being there for Eddie. 
                              Suddenly, a cleaner version of the broken boy from earlier emerged. He looked like the same Eddie from yesterday, but his eyes told a different story. 
                              Richie looked towards the doorway, which Eddie had leaned against. Even if the world was coming to an end, he'd want Eddie to be the last thing he saw. 
Eddie made his way over to Richies bed, sitting with his feet dangling over the edge. Rich watched as his little feet swayed back and forth, his eyes trailing up to the soft brown haired boy he's catching himself falling in love with. The same boy who'd been fading right in front of his face. 
                              Richie kneeled down in front of Eddie, placing his hands palms up on his thighs. He caught Eddies eye, looking in all seriousness.
                              "Eddie. I-" Richie began, but was cut off by the small boy tumbling into him, Eddies arms wrapping themselves around Richies neck as he buried his face in the crevice. 
Richie held him, breathing in his smell as he rubbed the small of his back, running his fingers through his hair as he rocked him. With both boys sobbing in each other's arms, neither could really speak the words they felt for each other, but they didn't have to.
                              They both already knew. 
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                              An hour or so passes with the boys holding each other, silently wiping away each other's tears, when Eddie finally spoke first. 
                              "I'm really tired Richie." 
                              "Oh um, here", Richie said, as he picked the boy up bridal style, as if he was nothing, and placed him in the bed. He tucked the blankets around him, placing Eddies inhaler on the windowsill right next to his pillow in case of another nightmare. Eddie folded back the side of the bed that was so clearly Richies, and looked up. 
                              "You coming in?"
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Late Nights... ✨- Reddie (ON HOLD)
Fanfiction"I'm captivated by you, Richard Tozier." a Reddie fan fic based in 1980's, it'll most focus on Richie and Eddies relationship, but there will be other ships too such as; -Stenbrough -Benverly I don't know when i'll update this, so far it's been eve...
 
                                               
                                                  