Chapter 3

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Richie's POV

I brought Eddie downstairs and put him on the couch. I grabbed the remote to turn on the TV but saw his reflection on the screen.

He was wearing a 'Thundercats' t-shirt, with a pair of his signal red short shorts, which were somewhat revealing, but hey, I'm not complaining. His usually perfectly combed hair was sort of messy, but he still is beautiful. He always is. His freckles danced across the bridge of his nose, near his eyes. His chocolate brown eyes were gorgeous, tying his beauty altogether.

"So, what are you waiting for. Are you going to turn the TV on or what?" Eddie asked, his legs next to his chest, as he started picking at his nails.

"Oh yeah, I was zoning out thinking about your mom."

"This," He pointed at me. "This is why we can't have nice things." I laughed as I turned on the TV, and RuPaul's Drag Race popped up on the screen.

"IT'S A SIGN!" I screamed.

"What's a sign?" Eddie raised his eyebrow.

"That RuPaul's Drag Race is the best show out there because it was the first thing that came onto the screen!" I jumped next to my Eddie Spaghetti, making him bounce a little.

"Oh my God." He rubbed his hand against his forehead.

No one's POV

Eddie began to snuggle closer to Richie, painfully slow. Eddie lied his head on Richie's shoulder, as they once again, shared a blanket.

Richie's POV

We always did this as kids, but as we've gotten older, we felt different about it, a good different, Richie thought. I began to blush as his hand started to get closer to mine. First, it was his pinkie, climbing on top of fingers, (my pinkie and my ring finger) then I started to do the same, and our fingers were interlaced.

We always hold hands as friends, but it feels different than it used to be when we did it as friends. A good different. I put my hand on him, as we watched the drag queens with their makeup and big hair and colorful outfits.

We were enjoying ourselves, holding hands and laying next to one another, sharing a blanket with each other.

Until we heard the sound of keys beginning to unlock the front door.

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