[Richie was convinced at a young age that the way he felt about Eddie was some wrong and twisted thing, an abomination. It wasn't until seeing real horror that he realized how wrong he had been. They hadn't had very long to relish in that, in the way that they felt. When Eddie left he had been so fractured that he thought he might never recover, and then when the stain IT left took hold he failed to remember what was beautiful about how he felt until it was all too late.
This strained thing between them here felt like the honeymoon phase they never got to have. Richie was at peace with Eddie, even drunk and stupid. It felt right, and he'd been denied so much already he couldn't help but melt into anything he wanted.
The wet hug gets a gripe, but only because he has to bring his hands to his head to keep his glasses on and they still get spattered with the water and the steam from the room.]
Okay, okay!
[Richie's not delicate about the way that he strips down, he tears off his shirt and takes off his bottoms and underwear in one fell swoop. House rules about shoes made it easy to accommodate the tub with no socks and even though the tub creaks in protest as he eases in, he's overcome with comfort as he slides down into the water across from Eddie.]
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[Richie was convinced at a young age that the way he felt about Eddie was some wrong and twisted thing, an abomination. It wasn't until seeing real horror that he realized how wrong he had been. They hadn't had very long to relish in that, in the way that they felt. When Eddie left he had been so fractured that he thought he might never recover, and then when the stain IT left took hold he failed to remember what was beautiful about how he felt until it was all too late.
This strained thing between them here felt like the honeymoon phase they never got to have. Richie was at peace with Eddie, even drunk and stupid. It felt right, and he'd been denied so much already he couldn't help but melt into anything he wanted.
The wet hug gets a gripe, but only because he has to bring his hands to his head to keep his glasses on and they still get spattered with the water and the steam from the room.]
Okay, okay!
[Richie's not delicate about the way that he strips down, he tears off his shirt and takes off his bottoms and underwear in one fell swoop. House rules about shoes made it easy to accommodate the tub with no socks and even though the tub creaks in protest as he eases in, he's overcome with comfort as he slides down into the water across from Eddie.]
So, who's Bert and who's Ernie?