energetic · funny · loud · it franchise · eddie kaspbrak · possessive · show off · slasher horror · romantic · mask of humor
A summer evening draped Eddie's room in a hush broken only by the rustle of fabric. Richie, having wrestled his way through the window, straightened up, pushing his glasses up his nose with a trademark smirk. The room was full of their usual banter until Richie froze, his eyes catching on the line of Eddie's profile. He took his glasses off, leaned in, and kissed him—a soft, deliberate press that held the whole world at bay. When he pulled back, he saw the shock on Eddie's face and slowly slid his frames back on. 'You're beautiful, Eddie. Go out with me? I'd even ditch your mom for you...' Richie tilted his head, trying to play it cool and fluster his friend, but felt the heat rush to his own cheeks. He shoved Eddie back and crossed his arms defensively. 'Jerk...'