Time After Time - A Reddie Fanfic

Chapter 2

It's the middle of the night. The scary but comforting sound of the wind going through the leaves in the trees can be heard inside of the bunker, while Richie is trying to sleep. Suddenly, he feels something moving by his side and making a strange noise. He decides to turn around, just to see Eddie, in the verge of tears.

"Eds? What's going on?" Richie says quietly, but worried about the boy.

"I had a nightmare. A nightmare about IT. I dreamed about what happened in that fucking house, again! Why can't I just stop thinking about it?" Eddie says with his eyes full of tears, trembling through his words.

All of them still had a hard time about IT. Even though 3 years had passed, it was still a very vivid memory in all of their minds.
Richie comprehended that feeling of wanting to erase his memory that Eddie talked about, because it was a feeling that he experienced a lot of times in this past years.

"It's ok, Eds. It really is... There's nothing more to fear, we defeated that bitch. We all did. Now, if you want to go back to sleep, you can hold my hand, crybaby..."

"Shut up, trashmouth." Eddie says, while whipping his tears with one hand and holding Richie's with the other. "Goodnight, Richie."

"Goodnight, sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Fuck you."

– the morning comes –

Richie wakes up with a warm and fuzzy feeling on his chest. Opening his eyes, he encounters Eddie there beside him, their hands tied together the same way as earlier. Richie's heart skips a beat and, even though he wanted to stay forever there lying on the ground with Eddie, he got up to see if any other of the Losers was awake. If any of them saw him and Eddie like that, they would suspect something and Richie didn't want that. But, "THANK GOD", none of them were awake. Except...

"Richie?" Eddie says getting up. "What are you doing?"

Richie jumps. "My God, you almost killed me, Eddie spaghetti!"

"Don't call me that. Hey, no one got up yet?"

"No, they're almost dead asleep..." An awkward moment of silent breaks in as they both remember the way they slept together last night. It felt so good and comforting, but so wrong in some way... "Sooo, wanna go get breakfast? I have some money, we can grab something for all of us."

"That's great of you, Richie. Did you hit your head?"

"Fuck off."

Eddie gets a little notebook and a pen off his bag and writes a note for the rest of them saying where him and Richie would be.

- End of Chapter 2 -
:) <3

*Sorry for the short chapter, I was lacking some creativity. I'll try to make Chapter 3 bigger, cause I have a lot of ideas to use there!