Eddie Kaspbrak (ekaspbrak) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-12-09 10:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier |
Who: Reddie
What: Cuddles
Where: Loser House
When: Now
Rating: TBD but low. Richie is sick.
Keeping his distance from his sick boyfriend had lasted as long as it could. He’d told Stan that he would end up slipping into the room on his own after a while, but he had sort of assumed there’d be a little more time between the initial freak out over Richie’s cold and the desire to be around him. He’d still spent a night moping in Stan’s room while curled up next to their friend, but he did miss Richie’s snoring. He did miss having the comedian wrapped around him or wrapping himself around the comedian. Despite being shorter Eddie was occasionally the big spoon. Everyone needed to be held now and then.
He knocked on the door and poked his head in, just to make sure he wasn’t interrupting anything. Beverly had taken it upon herself to care for Richie. Eddie was glad. His own trauma and upbringing meant he had to work up the nerve to willingly go anywhere near a sick person, but he couldn’t help feeling like absolute shit for that deeply ingrained fear. Once he left the room, he’d probably go shower in hand sanitizer or something. For now, however, he just wanted to be near Richie and that drive was overpowering any instinct to run away and any thought about the high probability of him getting sick from this visit.
Finding Richie asleep and no Beverly around, Eddie let himself in. He carefully climbed up onto the bed, dragging the extra blanket he’d found along with him, and curled as much as he could into the other man. Fingers slid through tangled, messy dark hair and he couldn’t help but smile. He could’ve never done this as a boy. He would’ve been too scared or… maybe he wouldn’t have. Maybe he would’ve been there right from the start. He’d always happily shared ice cream and popsicles with Richie even if the other had warned him about germs. He was crazy for this idiot, germs and all. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to the other’s head before settling back and relaxing, humming some old song softly as his fingers continued to pet through Richie’s hair.