A few days ago just an ounce of Richie's attention was almost too much to bear. Now, he feels engulfed in it - hot tickling flames that spread from his chest to his fingers when their wrists touch between the seats of the car. It hurts when Richie looks at him and it hurts when he looks away. Funny how much clearer things get when there aren't any distractions. ((originally posted on ao3 @ hippieluna))