A/N: I'll be updating this every M/W/F, or sometimes Saturday because those are just the easiest days to do it, but there's a possibility for chapters to be released on the other days too, but this one will be short :(. Also, please vote on your favorite chapters so I know what y'all like and how I should keep writing. <3
After the losers hugged it out, Eddie mentioned to Richie how he had to get home or his mother would have a search party going for him. The two said their goodbyes, Richie promising Beverly and Stan that he would come see them after he made sure Eddie was okay. The two started walking in a comfortable silence back to town.
What felt like hours passed as Eddie tried to come up with the right words to say to Richie, in a way he would clear everything he had been feeling and expose himself to him. As he thought, his hand brushed against Richies, sidetracking his thoughts as little bolts of lighting ran up his arm and into his heart. Before he could react, Richie grabbed his hand, interlocking their fingers together and moving his thumb softly over Eddies knuckles.
Holy shit, I'm holding hands, with Trashmouth, in broad daylight? What. The. FUCK! As Eddie gained more courage from such a simple action, Richie coughed, making Eddie look over at him. He noticed the small cracks in Richies glasses, and the way they would slide down his nose, but whenever he pushed them up, he'd also run his fingers through his hair, exposing his freckles and strong jawline. And then he spoke, clearing the air first.
"I'm sorry I left you when I fought with Bowers. I never wanted you to see me get like that."
Eddie stopped in his tracks as Richie kept walking, only noticing the small boy stopped when their fingers pulled apart.
"W-What? Did I do something wrong?" Richie asked, his eyes full of worry and shame.
Eddie began to shake his head in disbelief. His eyes squinting as if he was trying to see this moment clearer. Rich left me, to protect the group. Why the hell is he apologizing?
"Eds, come on, please say something. I really am s-"
Richie was cut off by a pair of lips smashing into his own. The small boy had closed the space, standing on his tip toes as he kissed him. Richie wrapped his arms around the boy, bending softly, bringing Eddie off his toes. Their heads turned opposite ways, Eddies tongue softly touching Richie bottom lip, the other boys doing the same. They stayed, tangled up for what seemed to be minutes, but was a mere few seconds. The two pulled back, breathing heavily as Eddie was first to break the silence.
"There's no need for you to be sorry, Chee. You're my hero."
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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...
