(Richie wasn't usually so transparent, and Eddie was half-overwhelmed by the bluntness. It was one of those moments that made him wonder if he really should be trying to look elsewhere, if he really shouldn't just tell Richie what he was feeling. Sometimes, sometimes he thought maybe they had something worth being brave for.)
I'd like to point out that me being me includes me being anxious about everything we do. (He laughs a little, mostly at himself, and eases back to look at Richie, and despite his words he felt oddly calm tonight.
Eddie looks surprised then. Not a hurt surprised, just a genuine flicker of the eyes and his mouth popping open before shutting. He grows still in the tub, fingers lightly digging in against Richie.)
You want that? (His voice is soft and shuttered, almost fearful of what Richie was going to say, but there was hope too.)
Oh...You know. (Eddie makes a small gesture before looking away from Richie. It wasn't for any fun reason, and Eddie knew that looked a bit shady to be drinking on your own. He knew Richie understood that better than most people.) I don't usually do this. It's just some nights I really don't want to take pills, but I need them, so I try to - I don't know. Compensate?
(With alcohol. He was sincere when he said it wasn't a common thing for thing. Once in a blue moon he just hated the idea of swallowing another pill, but he needed to soften his own edges somehow.)
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(Richie wasn't usually so transparent, and Eddie was half-overwhelmed by the bluntness. It was one of those moments that made him wonder if he really should be trying to look elsewhere, if he really shouldn't just tell Richie what he was feeling. Sometimes, sometimes he thought maybe they had something worth being brave for.)
I'd like to point out that me being me includes me being anxious about everything we do. (He laughs a little, mostly at himself, and eases back to look at Richie, and despite his words he felt oddly calm tonight.
Eddie looks surprised then. Not a hurt surprised, just a genuine flicker of the eyes and his mouth popping open before shutting. He grows still in the tub, fingers lightly digging in against Richie.)
You want that? (His voice is soft and shuttered, almost fearful of what Richie was going to say, but there was hope too.)
Oh...You know. (Eddie makes a small gesture before looking away from Richie. It wasn't for any fun reason, and Eddie knew that looked a bit shady to be drinking on your own. He knew Richie understood that better than most people.) I don't usually do this. It's just some nights I really don't want to take pills, but I need them, so I try to - I don't know. Compensate?
(With alcohol. He was sincere when he said it wasn't a common thing for thing. Once in a blue moon he just hated the idea of swallowing another pill, but he needed to soften his own edges somehow.)
Then I suppose I got lonely.