Twenty-seven years was a long time. They'd lived without one another longer than they'd known each other. One could argue that they were total strangers now. That they knew nothing about each other because, in those twenty-seven years, they'd grown and changed. They had careers and lives outside of each other that neither of them could've ever imagined for the other. Eddie, however, would argue that he would always know Richie.
It didn't matter if they'd forgotten each other; there were holes in their lives the exact size and shape as the other. Maybe there were things they had to relearn or learn about each other but that was okay. It was actually minor in the grand scheme of things and, he liked to think, neither of them would've really been happy with the other if they hadn't grown too. As long as they could still bicker about stupid shit, annoy each other, and talk about anything and everything, as long as they both still knew what the other needed to hear and when, the rest could be worked out.
His fingers gripped just a little tighter to Richie's fabric covered shoulders once the shorts had been slipped down his thighs, leaving certain parts of him completely bare. Part of him was glad they were gone (they were getting a little tight) but he couldn't deny that he was a little nervous. He was only partially naked in front of the love of his life. That would be fine but Richie wanted to see.
Eddie whined just a little as he tried to distract Richie with another kiss. Just long enough to buy himself some time to work up the courage and the actual willpower to move. He kind of liked being that close to the other. He would've had to move eventually anyway. Breaking the kiss, he reluctantly pulled away. He moved off of Richie and onto the bed where he pulled his shorts off completely and with absolutely no grace at all. He wasn't trying to be sexy. He was just trying to untangle his legs.
"I kinda feel silly." He admitted as he resisted the urge to pull his shirt down and cover himself up a little more. "Pantsless while you get to be fully dressed. You should, at least, take your shirt off." He was teasing. Sort of. He really did want Richie's shirt off just because he kinda... well, he liked how broad Richie's shoulders were. He sort of wanted to touch and press kisses to the skin. Maybe he wanted to be a little mean and bite a little. He wasn't sure but focusing on that was making it easier to not focus on being half naked in front of the other. "My shirt's staying on until you lose something."