wHo'S ReAdY fOr aNgStY rEdDiE?!

*Richie's POV*

I sighed in relief as Eddie started eating his waffle. We watched Buffy being a badass for a while. Since Eddie had been in the closet for a whole week, he missed this week's episode, "The Dark Age" season 2 episode 8.

But when I brought it up, Eddie said that he's only seen the first episode, the one I showed him. Dan doesn't let him watch tv, apparently he has "better things to do."

So, because I bought season 1 and I taped all of season 2 so far, we started at the very beginning. Stan called me about halfway through season 1.

"Hey Richie! Is Eddie ok?"

"Yeah Stan, he's ok. He ate a little bit this morning, so that's good, right?"

"Very good, yeah. Call me if anything happens, ok?"

"You got it Stanthony."

He groaned at the nickname and hung up. I laughed and walked back to the couch.

"Wait, so Xander is a hyena?!"

"Well, no not really. He just turned into a hyena because of a magical curse. He got it along with those other kids at the school field trip to the zoo."

"You're quite a fan I guess." Eddie giggled. I blushed and looked down.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed! It's cute."

Well THAT didn't help my blush. My face flushed again and Eddie's cheeks turned pink. But he didn't take it back, we just kept watching.

"C'mon Willow! Don't flirt with Xander, you're G. A. Y." Eddie exclaimed as the episode kept going.

"Yeah! Honestly, who cares about Xillow or Xuffy, the best ship is obviously Wuffy!"

"YES!" Eddie cried and turned to me. "Wuffy is the fucking BEST!"

"I knew you'd like Buffy the Vampire Slayer." I said and put my feet up on the ottoman. "You're only 6 episodes in and you're already obsessed."

Eddie giggled and put his feet up too.

"What can I say? You know me better than anyone else does." He looked at me with wide eyes. "You really do."

"Th-thanks..." God dammit, I sound like Bill. This guy's got me wrapped around his finger.

Wait. Did he just-... no. He couldn't have just done that... right? Did Eddie Kaspbrak just look at my lips?!

For a guy that's never been good at flirting, there's no way he could've been that smooth. That's my job!

HE DID IT AGAIN! Holy shit, what do I do? Should I kiss him? I really want to, but he's still technically dating Dan. And what if he's just looking at some food on me?

I glanced down at his lips. His eyes fluttered a little bit and his face turned beet red. He started to move in, ever so slightly, but it happened.

He closed his eyes and moved closer. Holy shit, this is actually happening...

I led my hand up to his cheek and closed my eyes. Our lips barely touched and I already knew this was the best decision of my life.

*Eddie's POV*

Dan's gonna hurt me so much, but I don't care right now. All that matters is that Richie is about to kiss me. It doesn't matter that when Dan finds me, he'll beat me within an inch of my life.

He kissed me and holy fuck, his lips are chapped. Like, this is amazing, and I feel so much better than when Dan kisses me. But Trashmouth needs chapstick.

His hand felt so warm against my cheek, which was probably bright red. I smiled into the kiss and turned my head slightly, deepening the kiss.

I always thought that Richie moved on, hell I thought I moved on. Apparently not.

I still love him.

Back in Derry, he was the one I would turn to. When my mom would shove pills down my throat, I would cry into his arms. He always made me feel safe, even if I really wasn't safe.

And all of those stupid nicknames that I pretended I hated, but they made my heart soar.

I love him.

But I can't. Dan would kill me if he knew what was going on right now. And I would probably let him, I want to die anyways...

Dan loves me. I can't hurt him like this. So, as much as I hated to, I pulled away from the kiss.

"Wow...just, wow." Richie muttered and stared at me with lovestruck eyes.

"Richie, I love you. I always have, and I always will. But," I sighed and stood up. "You deserve so much better than me. Dan knows it, I know it, and you need to know it too. I'm sorry."

With that, I walked out of Richie's apartment and back to mine and Dan's house.

*Richie's POV*

I called after Eddie, but he's gay. He walks so fast. By the time I got to the door, he was long gone.

There's only one place he could go right now; Stan's house. He couldn't go to any of the other Losers because they don't know about Dan. And he wouldn't go back to Dan's. So I quickly dialed Stan's phone.

"Denbrough-Uris residence, Bill Denbrough speaking."

"Hey, it's Richie. Is Stan home?"

"Yeah Rich, one sec. Lemme go get him."

A minute of rustling around passed and Stan was at the phone.

"Hi Richie, what's up?"

"Eddie left. I think he's coming to your house."

"Oh, ok! I'll keep an eye out for him. Why'd he leave?"

"I'll tell you later Stan. I just need to know he's ok."

"He'll be fine, I got him Richie. I'll call you after he gets here."

"Ok, thanks Stan."

"No problem."

I hung up and put my head in my hands. I was kissing Eddie, and he just left.

I just fucked everything up.