Kisses | Reddie

thirtyone ☆ interview

by:  HelloHiMeHere on wattpad (cute cute cute!!)

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Eddie stood out front the door with a star on it that read the name, "Richie Trashmouth Tozier".

It was his first interview with someone who he actually listened to. Richie's music was alternative, rock, indie, and pop all in one. The small brown clipboard with several sheets of questions and lined paper was tightly held by Eddie's arms. Smile plastered on his face and ready. He knocked softly on the dressing room door three times.

Heavy footsteps approached and soon the door swung open to reveal Richie, in only sweatpants and glasses. He smirked down at the now slightly less confident Eddie. "I'm guessing you're the journalist?" He looked Eddie's whole form over. Eddie lightly cleared the lump in his throat and proceeded to happily smile, "Yep! Can I come in?" "I should be asking you that, cutie."
"Wow, great sex joke." Eddie slowly clapped. Richie was notorious for flirting with anything in sight. Fans, interviewers, anyone. He never followed through with asking anyone on a date though. 'A bit of a playboy, but nothing too bad,' Eddie thought to himself as he entered the room.

It was neat, ish. An empty vodka bottle lay on the table along with 2 opened, empty condom packets, but other than that, it was a decent dressing room. "Can I just sit on the couch, or..."
"You could. My lap's comfortable too though." This one made Eddie actually laugh. It was quiet, just a giggle, but he smiled and sat on the couch across from Richie, who was on a chair on the other side of the room. "Oh! I forgot to say, I'm Eddie." He stuck out his hand. Richie took it and smiled. "Cute name," he said lowly and winked.
"Do you want to start with the questions?" "Sure thing, babe. Shoot."

Eddie smiled at the name, even though he shouldn't. It was just something Richie did o everyone. "Okay, so many people want to know about the ex-girlfriend situation. Can you tell me your exact side of the story?"

Richie sighed, running a hand through his curls. "Well, I know so many people, and probably even you have heard the story that she made up. The truth is, I discovered that I was bi. I never said I didn't love her, and I wasn't cheating, I just came out to her. Saying a quick explanation. She just went off on me." He looked up and saw Eddie writing down every word on his page, along with the recorder recording word for word what he said. The small brunette on his couch nodded to show that he was listening to what Richie had to say.  "So, you're saying you never cheated on her with a man. She was making in up?" "Yes," Richie nodded. "I don't know why. For pity, media, no idea."

Eddie felt bad, Richie never cheated on anybody. Eddie looked up. He smiled sadly. "Thanks, for telling me. It's important," he said to Richie. Even Richie smiled back, "Anytime, Eds."
"What?"
"Your nickname, sweetheart."
Eddie smiled but tried to glare. "Eddie's already a nickname." Richie just grinned, "Next question."
"Just so you know, most of these are all written on what fans and other people have asked. This one asks, are you starting to date or do you have eyes for someone?" Eddie slightly smiled at the question.

He briefly looked up to catch a glimmer in Richie's eyes. "Oh, I definitely have eyes for someone."
"Could you tell us who?"
"I don't know... he's small, cute, even though I barely know the little thing."

"Sounds interesting," Eddie said, a playful look in his eyes. "Next question?"
"Sure. But when we're done, I'd have my own question I'd like to ask."
Eddie smiled, but hid it quickly. "Okay, you can when we're done. The next question is a quick one. What are your three favorite things about being in a band?" Richie rolled his eyes, "Boooorrrring! I've gotten that one more than 10 times. How about you let me take a look at the interesting ones, Eds?"
"I would say no, but fine." He rolled his eyes and tried to bite back a smile.

The half naked Richie walked over and sat really close to Eddie. "How about... we put the clipboard down for now?"
Eddie smiled and look down. "I have to do my job, Richie," Eddie said. "I'll answer all the questions later," he promised and put two arms around Eddie's waist. He pulled Eddie's small form closer to him.

Eddie put his hands on Richie's chest. "Richie," he giggled. "Stop- I-"
"C'mon, just kiss me a little," Richie said. He leaned in and slowly kissed Eddie's cheek. "I'll answer all the questions your little heart desires afterwards," he snickered. Another kiss was pressed to Eddie's cheek, close to his mouth. Eddie smiled and hummed.
"Give me your number?" Eddie nodded. He looked up, and Richie was already leaning in to kiss his lips while reaching back for his phone.

After numbers were put in phones, Eddie look down at the clipboard sitting on the couch behind him. "Do you want to keep asking me questions, or can we just kiss?" Richie hummed.
"We can kiss, but I'm still going to have to ask you some more later."
"I'm okay with that."

They leaned in again and their lips pressed softly. Eddie hummed as Richie leaned in a little more. Eddie knew this was probably just a one time thing, but he really hoped it wasn't. He wasn't going to lie, Richie was amazing and hot and he really liked the young singer.

Richie leaned in even more, causing Eddie to start to lean back on the couch. Richie brought a hand behind Eddie's back and pushed off the clipboard. The kiss still wasn't heated, but was still going. Constant small hums coming from both of them. Richie was on top of Eddie as they made out on the couch. They pulled away only a few inches, and Richie smiled. "New idea." He rubbed his thumb on Eddie's hip. "Why don't we just kiss while you have your time here, and then you can come later to ask the stupid questions?"

Eddie thought for a moment. He really wanted to work, but also really wanted to keep kissing Richie. "Please? I promise I'll make it up later with the stupid questions," Richie said. Eddie nodded and rolled his eyes slightly. "Fine."

Lips on lips slowly. Eddie was smiling like an idiot. He was KISSING Richie Tozier! The super famous musician! A content hum fell out of Richie's mouth.

Eddie looked at the time on his phone as Richie gently kissed his neck. "I have to go, Rich," he said sadly.
"One more second..."
"No. I really should go. But if you really want, I guess I can come after work."
He felt Richie's lips spread into a smile on his neck. "Text me when you're done, okay?"
"Yeah, I just have to go right now. Bye Rich." He got up.

"Kiss me goodbye, Eddie Spaghetti?"
"Another nickname?"
"Yes. Now kiss me goodbye or I'll throw a fit," Richie said in a baby voice and pouted. "Fine." Eddie walked over and kissed Richie quickly. "Bye!"
"Bye, Eds!"