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63. beep beep richie

by: fanatic_scribe

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Richie could sense that something was off with Eddie. He was never very good at reading people but Eddie was different, spending his entire childhood trying to read his friend for signs of shared feelings does that to you. Eddie hadn't said much of anything today and even though he didn't talk as much as Richie he would always at least retort in their playful banter. That was weird. As they walked down the hotel hallway in silence Richie wondered what he did to make Eddie angry with him.

He wondered if the dinner with his manager had made Eddie feel awkward. Richie did throw several jokes Eddie's way with only a few looks thrown back, his manager almost ignored Eddie entirely. Maybe Eddie was upset at being left out while Richie meets with fans, even though Eddie choose to be on the sidelines. Maybe one of Richie's jokes went a little too far for Eddie. Or maybe Eddie was just realizing that he hated touring with Richie and was getting fed up with it.

Either way, Richie's mind was spirling with so much anxiety that he was starting to go crazy. He was starting to think he should have an actual serious talk with Eddie to see why he was being so aloof. That only made his anxiety flare up more. The silence stretched as long as this hallway, Richie hated silence.

Had the hallway always been this long?

When they finally made it to their door Richie can't tell if he is relieved or terrified, he had a hard time fishing the key card out of his pocket and into the door. A red light flashed the first few times before the door finally unlocked. "Hey Eddie," Richie tried not to let his voice quiver as he opened the door, "you've been acting kinda-"

Before Richie could finish his question Eddie was pushing past him and grabbing the collar of his eye bleeding shirt and yanking him into the room. Before the door could even close Eddie had pulled Richie into a heated kiss, his hands fisted tightly at the shirt collar.

Eddie ran his tongue over Richie's closed lips asking for entrance, which Richie was far too stunned to respond to. His brain had gone to heavy fog, one second he was spirling with anxiety and now Eddie was trying to devour his lips. Before Richie can even wrap his head around what was happening Eddie was roughly shoving him into the door. Richie had not even noticed the door closing behind them.

As Richie's back slammed against the door he gasped against Eddie's lips. Eddie took the opportunity to invade Richie's mouth, licking the inside of his cheek and Richie became more confused and growing hornier with each passing second. Deciding to give in Richie closes his eyes and leans into the kiss, letting his tongue move with Eddie's inside his mouth.

Richie is so lost in the kiss he doesn't register Eddie's hands reach up to tangle in his curly hair. That is until the shorter man's grip tightens, tugging just hard enough that Richie gasps in surprise, ending with a low groan deep in his throat. Eddie smiles against his lips in his small victory.

Finally breaking the full daze Richie returns the kiss with vigor, running his tongue inside Eddie's mouth feeling every inch of him. The hand in his hair loosens and moves to caress down his cheek and jaw pulling a content hum from the taller man. Just when Richie was fully involved and felt the heat building in his stomach Eddie pulled away. Richie attempted to follow his lips only to have a hand on his chest stop him. He opened his eyes, still not entirely sure when he had closed them.

A quiet whine escaped his lips as he tries to follow Eddie as his lips came just slightly out of reach, still feeling the heat of his breath. As Richie tried to get closer he felt Eddie's left hand rest against his neck, the thumb lightly running over his Adam's apple, applying just the slightest bit of pressure to keep Richie in place on the wall. One of Richie's hands leaving the wall in favor to grab onto the other's shoulder in an attempt to keep his shaking legs from giving out.