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Eddie blinks at the ceiling, still wide awake even though it’s probably near midnight. They sigh and glance at Richie, who is fast asleep in the bed beside them. They can feel their expression softening, wondering what he is dreaming about.
“I love you, you know,” they whisper. “So much.”
Eddie rolls over after staring at him for a second, facing away from Richie, not noticing the way Richie tenses as if he’d heard them.
Meanwhile, Richie is frozen. Eddie loved him? How- Why- He needed to know for sure. He takes a quiet deep breath.
“Eddie?”
Eddie’s breath hitches.