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“You can’t be serious.”
“As a heart attack.”
Eddie stared at her, mouth open in complete and utter shock.
They were sitting on the bed, Lucy resting her back against the headboard while Eddie sat on the end, the VHS tapes in his hand all but forgotten. The plan had been a last minute movie night after Lucy had called to inform Eddie that Dustin would be over at Mike’s while her mom was working. Despite the smaller screen, they agreed her room was the safest just in case either one of them decided to come home early. The current conversation, however, was derailing the plan entirely.
“How can you possibly claim to love Star Wars and tell me that Return of the Jedi is better than The Empire Strikes Back?"
"I’m not saying it’s better,” she amended. “I’m just saying that it’s better than people give it credit for. Empire is great, but in terms of rewatch ability, I prefer Jedi.”
“How?"
"The confrontations between Vader and Luke, Vader’s final redemption, rescuing Han, Luke becoming a full Jedi–”
"Ewoks.”
"I like the Ewoks.”
Eddie collapsed onto the bed, clutching his chest with one hand allowing his free arm to fall dramatically over his eyes.
“I can’t even look at you any more. You’re breaking my heart.”
Lucy hit him with a pillow for that one.
He laughed, taking it in stride as he uncovered his eyes enough to meet hers. “Seriously though? Ewoks?”
“They’re cute,” she defended. “It’s a good juxtaposition to the Empire, in a nature vs. machine kind of way. Plus, you can’t tell me you didn’t feel something when mid battle one of them realized their friend was dead.”
“Just relief I didn’t have to see one more of them.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, I get it. You’re soooo cool. Mr. Heavy Metal likes it when the teddy bears die."
"Well not all of us can be as sensitive as you,” he teased.
"I’m not sensitive.”
“You cried when we watched King Kong.”
“He didn’t do anything wrong!” she exclaimed. “He was just hanging out on his island, keeping the people from getting eaten by dinosaurs when some assholes decided to kidnap him and exploit him for money. Why are you grinning at me?”
Eddie shook his head. “Nothing, you’re just adorable when you’re worked up.”
“I’m not worked up.”
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not. You’re just being a jerk.”
He raised his eyebrow, turning suddenly onto his stomach. “A jerk, huh?”
“Huge.”
His eyes narrowed before slowly crawling up the bed towards her.
Lucy did her best not to squirm, making sure to keep her expression calm and her eyes focused on his.
He stopped inches from her face, his arms caging her between him and the bed. She held firm all the while, even with his lips so tantalizingly close. At least, she thought she had been.
"Oooo you wanna kiss me so bad,” he said, a half smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Heat rushed to her cheeks. "Shut up.”
"No, no, I think it’s cute,” he said, before gesturing to his face. “My eyes are up here by the way.”
She moved to shove him, but he quickly retaliated. In an instant his hands were at her sides, tickling her with a vengeance.
Lucy let out a squeal of laughter. She did her best to wriggle away, but Eddie wasn’t letting her escape that easily.
“Get off me!” she giggled.
“Nope, not until you admit I was right,” he insisted, pausing his attack.
“And what were you oh so right about?”
“We can start with you wanting to kiss me.”
She shook her head. “Not when you’re being an asshole.”
His eyes narrowed, it was her only warning. The tickle assault started even harder than before. She could barely breathe.
“No stop! Okay, okay! I want to kiss you!”
“Well, all you had to do was ask.”
She didn’t get a chance to say anything before his lips found hers. Her response was instantaneous as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She should have been embarrassed how easily she surrendered, but God she did love how he kissed her.
All too soon he pulled back, looking down at her with a shit eating grin. “See, not so bad being wrong.”
She had to laugh. "You’re still wrong about Jedi, though.”
"Agree to disagree.”