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54. call me daddy

by: yallreddieforthis

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"Richie, I'm not telling you."

Richie had been at it for well over an hour now to try and figure out Eddie's secret. It had all started while they had been lounging in front of Eddie's TV, bored out of their minds and trying to decide what they were going to do.

"We could have sex?" Eddie suggested in a dull tone. The summer heat continued its assault even at this time of night and it just put them in the mood to do absolutely nothing but chew on ice cubes and take their clothes off. Sex definitely wasn't a good idea, they'd probably pass out from heat stroke at if they did anything at this point but Eddie had gotten too bored to care.

"Eh, sex is getting boring now," Richie said, intended as a joke, but he was surprised to hear Eddie pipe up in agreement immediately after. "Wha- You don't like having sex with me anymore?!" he laughs in amusement but his pride was obviously hurt.

"No, of course I do," he scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Well... it's great and all that, it's just... boring. Like you said."

"Elaborate," Richie said as he crossed his arms over his chest, more visibly offended at this point.

"It's just- we always do the same thing," he groans in frustration. "We never... switch it up."

"You want to get kinkier?" Richie teases, smirking. Eddie rolls his eyes at him and turns back towards the TV but the taller boy manages to notice his pink-tinged cheeks even in the dull light of the screen. He lets out a loud gasp. "You do!"

"I do not!" He said defensively and turned more towards the TV.

That wouldn't do. Richie crawled over him so he could face him again even as Eddie tried to move away again. "You know, Eds, you talk in your sleep..." he whispers in his ear.

Eddie tenses up and Richie notices the way his eyes widen in horror. "What did I say?!" he says almost frantically, turning fully to Richie now. The way Richie's face splits into a shocked grin tells Eddie he must've said something wrong. "Oh god..." he muttered.

"I just lied about the sleep talking! So you do have a kink you don't want to tell me about it! What is it, Eds? Is it super gross? Foot fetish? Or is it worse... clown fetish?" He continues to pry, knowing he'll get him to his breaking point soon.

"Gross, Richie, stop it!" Eddie pleads and rubs his hands over his face in frustration. Richie persisted with his ridiculous guesses that somehow got gradually worse even after Eddie thought they had reached the point where it couldn't get more disgusting. Eventually, Eddie sat with his arms crossed and his lips pressed shut as a way to tell Richie that he wouldn't be revealing shit all.

"I'll tell you one of mine if you tell me yours!" He tries to convince. Eddie considers it and when curiosity gets the best of him he nods hesitantly without making eye contact. "I like having my hair pulled." Richie speaks with a grin that disappears when he sees his boyfriend spin around angrily.

"Everyone knows that, Trashmouth!" he said with a sharp tug to the end of his curls. "That doesn't count, fucker! Mine is a thousand times worse!"

Richie gasps once again, like a dick. "It is?! Is it like... incest or something? Want me to pretend to be your big brother?"

Eddie's face of disgust told him that it wasn't that, but he seemed uncomfortable and anxious which led Richie to believe that he was getting close. "No..." he mumbles and Richie pipes up with another idea immediately after because he had finally gotten somewhere.