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Tweak says, "in ur joornalz!"

Sweat beaded on Richie's forehead, partly because he was trying to work fast and was doing a lot of heavy lifting and partly because he was nervous he was going to run out of time. At this point, the instructions were mocking him and the fact they were only pictures with no words was kinda getting on his nerves. Thankfully, Richie hadn't made some kind of disaster furniture yet, but there was still a lot to do and just looking at the stack of what's supposed to turn into drawers left him wanting to lay down on the floor.

Bent over the desk piece, Richie just kept thinking about Eddie and how badly he wanted to do something amazing for his birthday. Richie was really bad at planning stuff and he always second guessed his ideas for gifts, thinking that he sucked at them, but Eddie meant the world to him and Richie loved him so much that his heart hurt, so he was trying so hard to make this all special. He knew that Eddie would have done the same for him and Richie smiled to himself as he thought about all the birthdays he'd shared with Eddie in the past.

Birthdays before they'd known each other had always sucked for Richie, just reminders that his parents were too busy for him or they forgot. His mom would always try to do something for him but his dad always ended up ruining it somehow and Richie had started thinking that birthdays were just another thing for his parents to have thinly veiled arguments about where Richie would end up sneaking a piece of cake up to his room and crying over it. Even now, Richie didn't really like celebrating his birthday but he loved how Eddie made a big deal out of it and it made Richie feel special and loved. Slowly, Richie was letting go of the way his stomach would turn when February would end and that nausea was being replaced with excited butterflies.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Richie focused back on the desk with his timer going off every fifteen minutes so he can keep on track. It helped that stringing up the fairy lights was pretty easy once he dug out the step ladder and the chair wasn't hard to put together either. Richie'd planned to squeeze as much stuff into the time Eddie was at lunch with Gladio so it would be a surprise and he was starting to feel the crunch a little bit.

Richie straightened up and decided to tie his hair up, tired of raking his fingers through his curls to get them out of his eyes and then he paused to take a deep breath. He was excited and a little bit nervous about everything, hoping that it was good enough. Fuck, he was so in love with Eddie and he could feel a blush creeping across his face as he thought about him and how happy he was. Even with all the confusing shit about showing up here and forgetting, with some of the Losers having powers, Richie was just really, really fucking happy. He finally confessed to Eddie and they were slowly making plans for the rest of their lives because they had that now. Derry was nothing but a bad memory and neither of them were ever going back. Richie wasn't gonna let it drag them back, not anymore. They were free.

In his ear, the alarm Richie'd programmed was blaring and he blinked. The desk was finally done and Richie sighed with relief and laughed a little too. Slowly, he stood back up and stretched, feeling really fucking proud of himself for getting all of this done and he couldn't wait to see Eddie's face when he showed him. Butterflies fluttered inside of him and Richie felt almost a little light-headed but he couldn't stop smiling.

Digging his keys out of his pocket and checking to make sure the ring he wanted to give to Eddie at dinner was in his pocket, he closed their bedroom door behind him and headed out to pick his boyfriend up from lunch. © tessisamess