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81. slide over here, give me a moment

by: showmeahero

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That afternoon, Richie gets a text from Eddie. He opens it, grinning, just for his face to fall when he reads the actual message.

I have to stay late at work, the text reads. The dots appear in the corner to signify Eddie's typing, before he sends, Rain check on dinner?

Richie's heart sinks. It's a Sunday, but Eddie had mentioned that he had a work thing he had to do, before Richie had left his apartment that morning. Eddie had described himself as something of a workaholic, as he'd pulled his blazer on and ushered Richie out of his place. Richie hadn't thought anything of it, then, but now he's thinking twice about every interaction between them. He doesn't want to come off as a desperate asshole, though, or as some weird clingy lunatic, so he replies, yeah of course! no problem! for sure yeah of course.

When he reads it over, it's overwhelming how he's pretty much just said "yes" six different frantic ways, but he's already sent it, so there's not much he can do. He stares down at the chat as he gets the notification that Eddie's viewed the message, and then the bubbles pop up again. They disappear. They come back up. They disappear. Richie's palms start to sweat.

They pop back up again. Then: Are you free tomorrow?

Richie smiles a little bit as he sends back, yeah i am. is 7 still okay?

7 is great. Meet me at my place.

Richie saves the messages and, that night, before he goes to bed, he looks at them one last time. He feels like a lovestruck romcom protag, but he's still smiling to himself when he falls asleep.

Eddie texts again the next afternoon, apologizing and asking for another rain check, telling him work was still crazy and he needs to stay late again. Richie starts to get a sinking feeling, but he assures Eddie it's no problem and they make plans for the next day.

And then it happens again.

Richie tries not to take it personally, but it's hard when it's starting to feel a little personal. He'd thought it was different, with Eddie. Or he'd thought Eddie was different, or something. He just had a really good feeling about him.

It's a really busy week at work, Eddie texts him. Richie looks down at his phone, rocking the case between his hands. After a moment, he sighs, looking up at the television. There's an old werewolf movie on, but Richie's not really watching it.

no worries, Richie replies. He tosses his phone between his hands again before texting back, dinner tomorrow night?

Yes, Eddie replies. 7?

your place, Richie replies. He hesitates, typing a message once, then deleting it. Twice, then deleting it. He finally sends, I'm gonna be doing a set at Hash City on Saturday at 9. the place next to Madcap Taproom. if you wanna come.

I'll be there, Eddie sends back. It's only Tuesday, so he's not sure if Eddie will actually show up, but maybe there really is just a crazy work thing and they really will meet up tomorrow and everything's actually just fine.

The next evening, as Richie's getting ready to go, Eddie asks for another rain check. This time because of a family emergency, he says. Richie gives the rain check, because he's a fucking idiot and he wants to believe Eddie, and it's not like he has some other hot piece of ass lined up. There's no one to tell him not to let people yank him around, and so he resolves to let Eddie yank him around as much as he'd like.