Young and Yearning (IT Imagines and Oneshots).

Reddie; Rewind.

The fight with Pennywise ended a brutal one. With Eddie barely surviving, Richie felt broken inside as he and Bev sat in the waiting room of Derry Town Hospital. Bev had pieced together Richie's feelings - and had since claimed that she knew from the beginning. Richie dismissed that however, his voice low and husky - and his eyes on the verge of tears. A nurse in a white smock, and holding a clipboard emerged from the hallway, and Richie stood up suddenly - almost like clockwork.

"Mr Tozier, Ms Marsh?" The nurse began, "He's ready for you."

In the blink of an eye, Richie had rushed to Eddie's hospital room. Bev traipsed slowly, remaining in the doorway of the room and watching the two men quietly. Richie stood over Eddie's bed in silence, as Eddie's vision cleared and he saw Richie standing over him.

"Rich-" Eddie began, before being shortly cut off -  in a whirlwind of words, emotions and sobs.

"Eds, I'm sorry," Richie said, removing his glasses from his face, "I'm sorry I couldn't help you before this happened to you, and I'm sorry I ever forgot you. You were and are the best thing in my life, Edward Kaspbrak. I love you."

Eddie sat up suddenly, elbows pressing against the pristine white pillows. Eddie took Richie's head in his hands and pulled him closer, closer - until their lips were touching. They moved with each other, passionately, and longingly. The two were only interrupted by a slight squeal from the doorway.

Bev remained in the doorway, standing stock still - with a hand slapped across her mouth, giggling ferociously, as if she were a teenager again.

"Really, Ringwald?" Richie laughed, peeling away from Eddie's grip and holding Eddie's hands in his. Bev's eyes widened as she ran back down the corridor and out of sight. Richie turned back to Eddie, who had a wide grin plastered across his mouth.

"You know," Eddie said, "For a Trashmouth you aren't that bad of a kisser."

Eddie laughed softly, and the sound was music to Richie's ears. Oh, how he had longed to hear Eddie's euphoric laughter - to the point where it pained him. Eddie stopped laughing as it turned into a wince and he held is wound tightly. Richie cupped Eddie's head in his hands, and placed another kiss against his lips.

"I love you too, Rich," Eddie said softly. Richie held Eddie's hands tightly, and didn't ever want to let go. Ever again.

Years later, and Richie was still holding on tightly to Eddie. The two had quickly fled the dreaded town of Derry - and Eddie's divorce with Myra was hurriedly finalised. Every waking minute Richie spent with Eddie, he felt himself falling deeper and deeper into love - he barely believed such a state of pure nirvana was possible, yet here he was. Richie had plans for his future, plans which had progressed since the first fight with the entity known as It. He longed for a family, and to start a family with Eddie - and that all came down to one thing, that Richie had sworn to himself he would achieve.

Eddie arrived home from work late one evening, and came home to a slight surprise. The apartment was sparkling clean, every nook and cranny glinted with polish. He felt his insides warm as the sweet smell of candles wafted in from the kitchen. Honeysuckle and cherries. Coffee and chocolate. His mouth watered as he walked further into the house, carefully hanging his coat on the wall - to not effect the pristine state it was in.

The kitchen was, empty? A single post-it-note lay on the table, with a small note written on it - in Richie's familiar, messy writing.

Come find me, Eds :)

Eddie spun around quickly, to find another note, hanging from the doorknob of the broom cupboard.

Look inside!