Love Is Love/reddie fix it fic

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     "So.", Eddie hesitated to speak up.

     "So, what?", Richard responded stabbing his food with a fork.

     "Are we, um, you know; boyfriends?"

     "I mean, if you want to."

    Eddie looked down at his food thinking it over. But there wasn't anything to think through. "Alright then," Eds spoke, Richie looked up at Eddie with a confused expression, Eddie just nodded slightly with a huge grin on his face, "it's official."

     Richie was stunned at first, but he gave in to the bright smile he tried holding back. "I fucking love you.", he chuckled.

     "Love you too Rich."

*whoops, another time skip. Don't worry, not that much time has passed, they're in the car*

     "Eds," Eddie glanced over to Richie who had a mischievous look on his face, "I know the perfect song.". Eds just sighed knowing this was unavoidable.

     Eddie's cheeks burned red at the tune, both of embarrassment and of love. Eddie My Love. "You motherfucker.", he said chuckling as he shook his head. Eyes still glued onto the road ahead with the sound of Richie's laughter filling his hears.

     Some time passed, and they made it to their exit. Eddies palms grew sweaty as he gripped the steering wheel to navigate through his own neighborhood. He parallel parked outside his home, and sighed deeply. "Fuck".

     "Fuck what?"

     "I can't do this.", Eds glanced back a Rich, and looked at him straight in the eyes. Richard gave Eddie a reassuring look. "Alright. Stay in the car, I'll go inside. If I need you come, I'll tell you.", he planted a quick kiss on Richie's lips, grabbed the keys, and slowly made his way towards his front door.

     Eddie's breath was just as shaky as his hand as he inserted the key. When he opened the door, the atmosphere was just as cold as outside. He sighed.

     "Eddie? Is that you?", the voice came from upstairs.

     "Yeah, it's me.". Soon, desperate footsteps ran down the stairs. "Fuck.", he whispered under his breath.

     "Oh my god Eddie how could you do this to me!", she gave him a suffocating hug, he didn't hug back. He was still standing right there outside the door. She had tears in her eyes. Her smile faded as she looked back at Eddie who didn't seem to be as thrilled as she was. He looked uncomfortable. Her eyes then traced towards the man in the car. "Eddie. What's going on?"

     "Fuck. Um. Can we talk? Inside?"

     "Yeah sure." She practically dragged Eddie in. He took a seat on the couch. "Eddie. Where did you go? Why did you leave? What happened?"

     Well what happened was that I got a call from an old pal of mine that told me to come back to meet my other old pals. Then, we got tormented by the same clown of our childhood, got stabbed by our childhood bully, fell in love again with my childhood crush, who so happened to kill our childhood bully. Then, we had to follow our good old pal Billy into the sewers to kill the fucking clown, got stabbed again by the clown, stayed in the hospital for almost a month. And then I started cheating on you with my childhood crush. Also I'm gay.

     But that didn't seem to be the appropriate thing to say at the moment. He stayed silent trying to find the words. "Eddie?" Her voice stung his ears. She traced her fingers on the stitches on his cheek. "What happened here?"

     "I got, stabbed." She gasped at his words.

     "Stabbed! What were you doing?"

     "Let me just explain myself." He knew Richie was the least of her problems, and might as well entertain her with some clarity before he got to the point. "I got a call from a friend, I had a group of friends back when I was like, in middle school, and he thought we should meet up again."

     "But who stabbed you?"

     "Let me clear some things up. So basically when we came back, we decided to stay for a few weeks and-"

     "A few weeks! Eddie! You were gone for an entire month! And not once have you even bothered to call back!"

     Eds just ignored her minor outburst. "Well while we were there, our childhood bully, who got arrested like thirty years back, broke out of prison, and so happened to stab me in the face." He was speaking quickly as Hus voice trembled with dread. She wore a shocked expression. He couldn't just say he was at the hospital because of some clown. "He then stabbed me again," he lifted he shirt a bit to show her a wound that was definitely not caused by a knife, but what does she know about injuries anyways. "but, one of my friends killed him; for a justified reason. The reason I was gone for so long was because I had to go to the hospital.". Myra looked concerned, but not for his sake, the look that was on her face reminded him too much of his manipulative mother.

     "What about the man in the car?" She changed the subject.

     "Shit. How do I start?" He mumbled to himself. He wasn't sure where to begin. Divorce? No, she'll explode. Gay? He knew she was homophobic. Introduce Richie? Myra might give him hell once he has to explain. Cheating? He won't get out of there alive. Either way he had to skim over all those topics. "I'm um. I-I'm. Uh. He's, hmm. C-c-can? Shit." He was a stuttering mess.

     "Eddie?" Although her voice seemed to show concern, her tone sounded demanding. Eddie started to over think as his palm started to violently tremble. Maybe I should bring him in to explain instead?

     Meanwhile, Richard did as he was told and stayed in the car (Obviously). He couldn't help but keep glancing towards the house every five seconds waiting for him to come back. That when he saw Eddie open the door. Richie pressed the button to roll the window down. "What happened?"

     "Can you come? Please." Eddie gave a pleading look.

     "Yeah.", Richie pressed on the button again to put the window back to its original place and got off the car. As he stepped out of the car, Eddie had already rushed inside, but the door was left open.