Richie & Ritchie (&Open)
It was cute, watching Richie think he was being subtle, when he had a smile you could see from Mars and he was clearly absolutely smitten with his husband. Who Ritchie could now see was absolutely fucking adorable in every way. It was a strange sort of pleasure to just watch them from afar now and then, mingling with their friends and family and clearly so at home in this place. Fuck, thirty years he'd said. No wonder he seemed so at ease.
Later in the evening, after his batshit performance of Queen, Ritchie happened to catch his eye at the drinks station. He gave him a genuinely warm smile, and then lifted his left hand to give him a wave, which let the little bell bracelet on his wrist jingle for a few seconds.