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#story starter maybe? I could see myself finishing this I think 🤔
seecarrun · 13 days
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“Tah-dah.”
The combination of the deadpan tone and the perky little spirit finger wiggles is enough to make Eddie roll his eyes and scoff at Richie’s antics, so he opens his mouth and starts to call him a fucking idiot.
That is, until he actually gets a look at what it is Richie is showing him.
There, carved into the old wood of The Kissing Bridge, are the letters R+E.
He blinks down at them in something like surprise. “The fuck is this?” he asks. Richie frowns, irritated.
“It’s our fucking initials. What the fuck does it look like?”
“Well, why are our initials carved here?” Eddie asks, not meanly or anything, but definitely bewildered. “Who the fuck wrote our initials here?” He steps closer and bends down to get a better look. “This looks old. Is this from when we were kids? I never noticed this before. Did someone do this to make fun of us or something? Why wouldn’t they tell us? Did they tell you? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Richie waits for Eddie to finish the worst game of twenty-questions in history, exuding the kind of patience he didn’t even know he was capable of as Eddie goes on for what feels like forty fucking minutes.
“Dude,” he finally bursts out, unable to take it anymore, “I carved those. Me. Jesus Christ.”
Eddie blinks up at him, all eyes and freckles, confused. “You did this?”
“Yes.”
“When we were kids?”
“Yes.”
“So…” Eddie looks at the wood and then back at Richie again, and Richie tries not to burst into a million pieces as he sees the cogs slowly turning in Eddie’s head.
“Oh my god, get there faster!” he finally snaps, and Eddie shoots him a glare.
“Shut the fuck up, dude! You had thirty years to know about this shit, I’ve had thirty fucking seconds, I’m fucking processing!” Richie throws his arms into the air and does a weird, exasperated little circle as Eddie continues to inspect the carving, his brows furrowed. “You carved our initials into the kissing bridge when we were kids,” he states again, just to hear the whole thing put together, and gingerly runs his index finger over the plus-sign. “Why?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Richie asks, cringing.
“Obviously not, if I’m fucking asking.”
Richie’s heaves a sigh. “I liked you,” he finally admits. Somehow, the world doesn’t end. He briefly thinks teenage-Richie would have been surprised by that.
Eddie traces his finger along the E now, slowly. “You liked me back?” he says, so quietly it takes Richie a moment too long before he realizes what Eddie said.
“Wait, back?!”
(Part 2 here)
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