soulmates~reddie

chapter seven

'If only you knew Eds, how much I love you.'

Richie loves me, Eddie thought to himself. Eddie had woken up when he stirred but had kept his eyes closed, and now he had heard Richie's confession...Richie loved him. But it's impossible! People who aren't soulmates can't fall in love with eachother. Then why does Eddie feel this type of way when he's with Richie and vice versa.

Eddie couldn't fall asleep anymore because of what the sleeping boy next to him had said. Eddie had probably misheard it...yep, that's it. He misheard it and Richie probably said something else. With that thought in mind Eddie dozed off again, Richie's arm wrapped around his torso.

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'beep beep, beep beep'

Richie's alarm went off.

He stretched himself out but felt someone's pressence next to him.

"Shit! Eddie! Wake up, wake up." Richie tried to wake the brunette because they fell asleep and Eddie's mom is probably worried sick right now because Eddie didn't come home.

"Mmm...5 more minutes." Eddie murmured while grabbing Richie's hand and trying to get the ravenette to lay back down next to him.

Eddie, no! You're mom's probably worri-"

'beep beep, beep beep'

"Yeah, beep beep Tozier. Who cares what my mom says. I'm safe, aren't I?" Eddie snickered, while looking up at Richie with tired eyes.

Richie sighed. He wanted to lay down next to him so bad but they needed to start getting ready for school.

"No Eds, we've gotta get ready for school."

Eddie suddenly sat up right in bed.

"I don't have clean clothes with me. I can't wear the same thing!" He started looking for some sort of stain or spot to prove to Richie that it wasn't clean anymore.

"Eds, it's fine. You can wear something from my closet. I don't mind." Richie said while laying a hand on Eddie's shoulder, trying to calm him. Richie's touch was so soothing but burning at the same time. Eddie wanted Richie to touch him everywhere like that...

"Y-yeah, alright." the smaller one stuttered while standing up and walking to Richie's closet.

He stood in front of it and started searching something that would fit him. Most of the things were to big but Eddie found a white sweater that was perfect, because Eddie loved oversized sweaters. He looked at Richie with questioning eyes while holding up the sweater.

"Can I wear this?"

"Ofcourse you can, spaghetti man. My closet is your closet."

Eddie rolled his eyes at the nickname and hugged the sweater, inhaling the scent, Richie's scent. The spectacled one walked over to the closet and started rummaging through his closet. When he found what he needed he let out a small sigh and turned to Eddie, holding a pair of jeans.

They were black jeans that looked worn and had rips at the knees. There were faint white paint splatters on it and they appeared to be too small for the Trashmouth, but the perfect size for Eddie.

"They were my favorite pair of jeans but I grew out of them. I couldn't get rid off them, because they just have sentimental value. But hey...they'll probably fit you perfectly."

Richie handed them to Eddie and the smaller one blushed a bit. Richie also gave Eddie a pair of boxers, with pink polka dots all over them, and a pair of socks. Eddie quietly said thank you to Richie and started heading to the bathroom door so he could get changed. Before he opened the door he turned around to look at the curly haired boy. Richie was pulling his shirt over his head and his back muscles were flexing. It wasn't anything Eddie hadn't seen before but it seemed way more intimate in this moment.

Eddie quickly slipped into the bathroom and locked the door. He stripped of his clothes from the day before and started to put on Richie's clothes. The jeans fitted Eddie perfectly and the sweater was super comfy. Eddie looked at his himself in the mirror and he thought he looked very cute. He saw that his hair was really curly. Normally he would gel them down but today he decided to let them untouched. He ran a hand through his curls and by doing so he saw his streak.

Right..that was the reason why he was here. He ran away from Henry. A shiver went down Eddie's​ spine and he suddenly started to feel like he couldn't breath anymore. Oh no, he was having an asthma attack..or maybe an anxiety attack. Eddie didn't know, the only thing on his mind was his inhaler. He needed his inhaler, but he couldn't remember where he left it.

"Eddie? Are you almost done? We need to leave." he heard Richie say from the other side of the door. Eddie was starting to get dizzy and stumbled over to the door, trying to unlock it. While he did, he accidently knocked over a glass, with two toothbrushes in it, that clattered to the ground. The glass shattered and this made Eddie's breathing more uneven.

Richie heard the shattering glass and started to get worried. "Eddie, is everything alright?" Richie asked while trying to open the door, with no luck, because Eddie locked it.

Eddie stumbled over to the door and fumbled with the lock, it finally clicking and Eddie throwing the door open.

"Eddie! Oh my god, I was so worried!" Richie grabbed Eddie's face in his hands. Eddie's chest was heaving and he was breathing heavily. He started pointing at his throath and Richie quickly got the message.

"Shit Eds, your inhaler?"

Eddie nodded.

Richie started frantically searching around the room but didn't find an inhaler. He remembered Eddie had a backpack on yesterday, which he left downstairs. Maybe his inhaler is in there.

Richie wanted to leave the room and go look for the backpack but he couldn't leave Eddie here. Suddenly he felt Eddie pushing up against him and turned around. He didn't know what to do and he looked worriedly down at Eddie. "Eddie I-" but he was quickly cut off when he felt a pair of lips pressed against his.

Eddie's breath evened out and Richie melted into the kiss. Eddie pulled away, a shade of red creeping up his neck. "I'm sorry I did that. I just know that kissing can help me even out my breath too and instead of you searching for my inhaler, which I don't even know if I had with me or not...I just thought it was easier," Eddie was rambling to Richie, who was just staring with an open mouth at the boy in front of him.

"Richie? Everything okay?" Eddie asked. Richie cleared his throath and straightened his posture. "Yeah everything is fine. Now pip pip and tally ho, my good fellow. School is waiting for us."

Richie slapped Eddie's back and Eddie stumbled forward. "Ow, you asshole." Eddie said annoyed. "Sorry hot stuff." Richie said while grabbing Eddie's hand and leading him down the stairs. Eddie rolled his eyes at the comment and Richie saw this.

He stopped Eddie and leaned in to whisper something in his ear, "Seriously, you look fucking hot in my clothes." Richie sedductively whispered, which caused Eddie to bite his lip.