[ Maybe it's just the hormones rushing through Eddie's bloodstream that are making Richie suddenly seem about a million times more attractive than usual - but he's got a feeling this isn't just biology.
He manages a weak laugh of his own at the other man's reply, but he's too distracted trying to hold himself upright to really hear him. It's the second thing Richie says that manages to grab his attention, that makes him blink and flush a deeper shade of red. ]
Doing... what? [ he has no idea what Richie is seeing or feeling right now, but what he does know is that he needs to be closer. Way, way closer. So he takes a step forward, crossing the boundary into Richie's room, managing to keep just a few inches between them despite the way his body's urging him to press himself up against the other. ]
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He manages a weak laugh of his own at the other man's reply, but he's too distracted trying to hold himself upright to really hear him. It's the second thing Richie says that manages to grab his attention, that makes him blink and flush a deeper shade of red. ]
Doing... what? [ he has no idea what Richie is seeing or feeling right now, but what he does know is that he needs to be closer. Way, way closer. So he takes a step forward, crossing the boundary into Richie's room, managing to keep just a few inches between them despite the way his body's urging him to press himself up against the other. ]