[ Oh. It’s the same as it was the first night on the road, huddled close, trading half-confessions. Eddie doesn’t have any right to this, but Richie’s giving it freely, isn’t he — had grabbed his hand that night and keeps his arm around Eddie now.
If they’ve been missing and looking for each other all this time, this togetherness, undefined and unexplained, should be allowed. Missed sounds passive in comparison — looking does the ache justice. ]
Well, you’ve got me now. [ Eddie fidgets, shimmying slightly to settle in and grabbing a blanket from the back of the sofa to tug over their legs, head still tucked under Richie’s chin. ] And I’m not going anywhere.
[ Now or in general. And while he hadn’t thought Richie needed or wanted this as much as him when he’d first made the offer, Eddie suspects that he might now, if only a little. ]
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If they’ve been missing and looking for each other all this time, this togetherness, undefined and unexplained, should be allowed. Missed sounds passive in comparison — looking does the ache justice. ]
Well, you’ve got me now. [ Eddie fidgets, shimmying slightly to settle in and grabbing a blanket from the back of the sofa to tug over their legs, head still tucked under Richie’s chin. ] And I’m not going anywhere.
[ Now or in general. And while he hadn’t thought Richie needed or wanted this as much as him when he’d first made the offer, Eddie suspects that he might now, if only a little. ]