What We Seek

Part 8

Chapter Eight

"Welcome to my humble abode..."

The apartment itself is much larger than it appears from the hallway, which was a reason why I liked this building.

Shitty halls scare people from these walls, making them cozier for me.

The apartment itself had high ceilings and a huge window out to the shining city that was a focal point. As I cut on multiple bright white lights, the overall look of my apartment came into view. My furniture was wood matched with black and metal in most areas of the living room, kitchen, and bedrooms. The bathroom was a nice white and blue, with a huge open shower and a double sink. My bedroom had a large black blanket directly on the sheets. Eddie had seen all it was, but he still seemed stunned. I just dropped his bags then and flopped down on my bed. He managed to discover my secret sheets as he sat down next to me; they were stripes with all the colors of the rainbow.

"Woah, Rich, these are something else!"

"My rainbow sheets are the best thing ever and you know you love them, Eds!"

I sat up and scooted next to him. He positioned himself to where he was leaning onto my shoulder and wrapping his arms around me. It made me feel so content just to have him with me, but his sweet cuddling was the cherry on top.

"I do love them. I had no idea that your place would be so clean and stylish."

"Aw shucks, Eddie Spaghetti. You've got me blushin. Did you think I'd have empty bottles and laundry sitting around?"

Eddie took his arms off of me, smiling and blushing as he rolled off the bed to stand and look at me guiltily.

"Eds! You wound me! How could you think of me so low?!"

"Richie, your room was a mess when we were kids and you purposely kept it like that!"
"I only did it so I could convince you to stay longer or come over more to help me clean. Now what will I do?! You only remember my days in the trash yard room and as a trashmouth, so how will I ever show you want a prince charming I am if I can't keep you over here in my clean home with me?!"

I was hugging him, both of us standing right in front of my bed as we laughed and snorted at our silly joking. Then the laughter was replaced by silence; I felt a heat in me that I wasn't used to. I saw Eddie giving me eyes that showed such serious desire for me. I felt Eddie's hand sliding down to the curve of my back as he deepened our hug.

Oh man, he has the hots for me really bad! If only he knew how much of my sexual frustration is directed at him, but is now the right time? Oh...right.

"Eddie?"

"Hmm?"

He let his hands stop exploring my back and pulled his face out of my chest to look up at me.

Oh damn. You are too freaking cute, Eds. I can't wait to have you, right here in my apartment, in my bed.

"We have a meeting in about...seven hours with my agent. I know that is technically enough time to do some things, but I want you to feel settled and have your stuff unpacked before we do. That way, if I'm awful, you can't just run from me."

"Right, the meeting...you might as well help me unpack until then. I also think I'll take a shower."

"Yes sir, Eddie, sir!"

We goofed off as we managed to find him some room in my closet and bathroom to store all of his belongings. He had only taken some photos, clothes, and toiletries.

Mental reminder: Buy this man some more clothes to match with the area, as well as get him more shoes to replace the ones he left.

"Richie, I don't know if it matters, or if I should even bother asking, but do you mind if I sleep in your bed with you?"

I had been busy imagining him in some short shorts I had seen on a mannequin in a teen clothes store; I hadn't realized he was talking to me.

"Sorry, Eds, I was zoned out. What did you ask me?"

"Do you mind if we share your bed after I shower?"

"Of course not. I don't know how things worked for you, but I usually walk around in a towel for a while after showering, so if you do so, feel free to take one from the closet in the bathroom. Left is hot and right is cold. Have fun in there without me, Eds."

He laughed and walked off to the bathroom, crossing my open living room and kitchen to disappear into my one large bathroom. I knew I shouldn't have but I focused on the way his small, tight bottom looked in his pants.

God, Eddie, you're too much for me. I'm gonna have to ask for a week or two off from stand up shows because I need to have all of what you've got to offer and I know I won't walk straight once I get it all.

I settled on watching a movie on TV while I waited for Eddie to finish, finding a comedy about a hitman who wanted to live an actor's life. It was funny and dark, so I went ahead and put it on my list of shows I kept in my phone for watching when I was bored. Eddie came out, saw the bloody murders happening on the screen, and instantly grimaced.

"Yuck, Richie, what are you watching?"

"Just some show. How was your shower? You look nice and...clean."

Eddie blushed in response to the visual scan I had given him, letting my eyes land on his towel. The rest of him was just as enticing; it seems that running around Derry and having a good diet made him slightly ripped under all of his usually loose clothing.

"Richie, can we go to sleep? I don't know if you're as exhausted as I am, but I just...um...well..."

I shut the TV off and went over to stand with him. The city lights and bright stars were nice behind him, but his tired expression was all I could think about.

Eddie, baby, don't be upset. Your youthful charm will run away if you think and worry too much.

"What's on your mind, Eddie?"

"I don't think I can sleep without you, Richie. I feel uneasy to be alone..."

His hand touches the last bit of the almost healed cut Bowers left on his face.

I know what you mean. Facing the clown and almost losing you...ugh, makes me think I have to be like a hawk, circling over you and trying to see everything that could be small but hazardous. I just don't want to suffocate you now that you're safe and mostly free minus the whole divorce.

"Eds, I know that feeling. I'm tired too, so let's go."

Our hands were together as I led him to my bedroom. I would have to remember how soft his hands were and how thoughtful his eyes got to be in the darkness. He blushed for a quick second as he had to turn away from my lingering eyes to put on boxers. I was already in my bed, glasses resting on a side table as he slid under the blanket. We looked at each other for a few seconds, just taking in everything the moment had to offer.

Your hair is so beautiful. Those eyes are so alluring. I can't take my mind back to a day when I didn't love your full, rose lips. Even without glasses, I can see most of your finest features, Eddie.

I usually had no volume control, choosing to yell or use a loud inside voice for all of my interactions with people, but I whispered for Eddie's ears only, showing him the restraint he brought out of me to help me be a better partner and person.

"I love you, Eddie."

"I love you too, Richie."

We both moved in closer. Eddie flipped over and I surrounded him with my longer arms, wrapping our bodies together into a delicate hug. He rubbed his fingers on my arm and hand before he fell into a deep sleep. I let myself hold him and take in his fresh scent and smooth skin for a little longer while I drifted off into slumber myself.

What a way to end my day. A lovely little hottie nuzzled under my arm and the stars giving off heavenly light outside the window just for us. Perfection.