Richie Tozier / Bill Weasley
Yeah. Maybe, possibly under different circumstances something might have happened. In another life, possibly, or if Eddie had never shown up here, if Richie had been left to wallow in his own grief. He'd have fallen apart, he knew that without question, without any doubt at all. But Richie -- he could see it, how maybe he'd have taken that offered comfort and Bill's charming smiles, kind words. Maybe they both knew, at least a little bit, what might have happened under the right circumstances of if.
But this wasn't that, and over the course of a month, a lot of things had shifted in Richie. Maybe not enough, but he was getting there.
Like, a few weeks ago, he certainly wouldn't have been slow dancing with anyone. But here he was, arms curled around Bill's neck even as he looked over the crowd in order to spot Eddie. Bill had a point, Richie sort of wanted to rip his boyfriend's clothes off at any given moment. But he hadn't. Not once, even. Not really.
"You're very attractive. Don't be offended. But I'm going to marry that man," Richie said, and it came out on a sigh - he didn't even really seem to notice that he was basically just hugging Bill with a side of swaying. "But I don't know what the fuck I'm doing."