[ Eddie has been, and will continue, to avoid thinking about how he’s had more affectionate physical contact in the last week with Richie than in the last year of his marriage. It’s not something you’re meant to dwell on, when upending your life and moving in with said source of affection.
After a pause, he pulls back just enough to look at Richie (too close, fuck, shit) and reaches out, gently knocking against his collarbone to catch his attention. ]
I don’t believe it, Rich. [ a 180 from his audacity when he first heard Richie might be married at the Jade, throat tight. A few counters come to mind. You’re a catch. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had, and it’s not that different in the end, is it? Instead, he leans back under Richie’s arm and mimics his posture, selfishly chasing warmth and closeness before he finally decides to add — ]
Somebody out there’s kicking themselves over losing you. [ with a reassuring squeeze at Richie’s knee, filling in the worlds he lacks with a gesture (one he most certainly wouldn’t have the careless confidence for while sober). That has to be true, when Eddie has felt his absence unknowingly for years. Lulled by the comfort and the alcohol both, he continues aloud without even realising it, focus drifting back to the screen. ] I didn’t even remember you, and I think I missed you.
[ That he gravitated towards people who reminded him of Richie without knowing why, even though none of them stuck in his place. Maybe because that spot was already filled. ]
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After a pause, he pulls back just enough to look at Richie (too close, fuck, shit) and reaches out, gently knocking against his collarbone to catch his attention. ]
I don’t believe it, Rich. [ a 180 from his audacity when he first heard Richie might be married at the Jade, throat tight. A few counters come to mind. You’re a catch. You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had, and it’s not that different in the end, is it? Instead, he leans back under Richie’s arm and mimics his posture, selfishly chasing warmth and closeness before he finally decides to add — ]
Somebody out there’s kicking themselves over losing you. [ with a reassuring squeeze at Richie’s knee, filling in the worlds he lacks with a gesture (one he most certainly wouldn’t have the careless confidence for while sober). That has to be true, when Eddie has felt his absence unknowingly for years. Lulled by the comfort and the alcohol both, he continues aloud without even realising it, focus drifting back to the screen. ] I didn’t even remember you, and I think I missed you.
[ That he gravitated towards people who reminded him of Richie without knowing why, even though none of them stuck in his place. Maybe because that spot was already filled. ]