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Eddie Kaspbrak ([info]ekaspbrak) wrote in [info]snapthread,
Re: The Losers
Eddie laughed and nodded. He probably could drag Richie to the bedroom. He probably wouldn't even have to drag. The other man would probably come willingly if he hinted that they weren't going to go directly to sleep. It was obvious they both wanted things to get a little physical. "I guess I could." He admitted. "Really, you'd think I would've learned not to wait on you to make the first move." He was teasing. It didn't really bother him that he'd been the one to make the first move in this relationship. It didn't matter who said or did what because they were together now. It probably wouldn't matter who dragged who to bed the first time either. They would get there. "I don't like the look or feel of this hotel though so... don't get your hopes up just yet."

He could probably say that arguing with him was the quickest way to make sure their clothing would be staying on but that was probably a lie. Bickering was part of their relationship and it wasn't all bad. It was kind of fun even when it was infuriating because he knew he was right and didn't understand how Richie could keep denying it. The fact that Richie wasn't arguing now, that he was allowing the smug little smile without shooting it down meant something was wrong. He looked at the key and frowned. "Am I the only one who really fucking hates that key?" Because he did. He hated that key.

Focusing on something else seemed better and the whole last name thing was a great distraction. "Have you ever stopped to consider that maybe I want the entire fucking alphabet in my name?" He asked turning towards Richie and placing his hands on his lips. "Maybe I'll have them throw in some other letters too. What are we missing a Q?"


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