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    Eddie has always, always loved Richie’s hands, large and masculine. He’d spent years of his adolescence trying to figure out how to get Richie’s hands on him, in any capacity, and spent the last few months doing the same, if not more obviously and much more successfully. They’re spread wide on Eddie’s hips now, holding him in place.

    Eddie laughs, a little shakily, and turns his head to look back at Richie over his shoulder, “Richie, what-”

    What,” Richie interrupts him, tugging at the hem of his shorts, “are these?”

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    19 Mar 2023

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    “I can’t go to Europe,” Mike says, like ripping off a bandaid.

    Richie momentarily considers dropping his phone in the tub to kill it, and then he remembers that it is 2017 and phones are like, waterproof now. Steve Jobs might be dead, but Richie curses him regardless.

    “What the fuck, man?” he says, a little too high pitched. “Is it you Bill is divorcing? Are you his lawyer? How are these two related in any way? You can’t just—”

    “Bill needs me, Richie.” Mike’s voice is gentle but firm, like that makes any sense.

    “Dude, what am I going to do for 3 months? I’ve got no gigs coming up, no media appearances. Everything's on hold.”

    A pause. Then Mike says, “What are you talking about, man? Eddie is still going.”

     

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    Richie and Eddie try to collectively figure out their shit. In Europe!

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    18 Mar 2023

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    Over the tannoy, an announcement. Something about a gate change for a Delta Airline flight. Nothing important. Pulled out of this moment of pure focus, Eddie falters and loses any semblance of the bravery Richie so passionately ascribed him in the sewers.

    He stabs the cuttlefish with one chopstick and shoves it into his mouth.

    Maybe he should have written Richie a fucking letter. It would have been easy enough to slip that into his jacket pocket when he isn't looking, or at least easier than having to look him in the eyes over plates of sushi and say, Hey, bro, I'm in love with you.

    He probably shouldn't call him bro while he says it.

    "Nothing," he says, feeling like an idiot. "Never mind."

     

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    Eighteen months after not dying in the sewers underneath Derry, Eddie tries to tell Richie how he feels.

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    13 Mar 2023

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    "Did you see Stan's email?"

    "Yes," Eddie says and the 's' sounds sharp and jagged on Richie's end. "I've already spoken to Hayworth to ask if I can have the Friday off. Asshole better give it to me, I haven't taken time off since fucking January."

    Richie fiddles with the zipper of his jacket for lack of a better thing to do with his hands and asks, "So you're coming?"

    "If Hayworth lets me go."

    "If Hayworth lets you go."

    "It'll be good to see everyone," Eddie says softly.

    It'll be good to see you, Richie hears.

    "Yeah, man." He swallows. "It's been a while."

     

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    Richie sees Eddie for the first time in months and has no idea how to act.

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    13 Mar 2023

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    Beverly lived on the other side of town, so Richie would ride along the kissing bridge pretty much daily. He always, without fail, found himself casting glances towards the letters he had etched there four summers ago. Today, he kept his eyes on the road. Eddie and Betty had a second date scheduled for tomorrow.

    summer of '93 if there'd never been a clown

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    13 Feb 2023

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