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"you, eddie, were in the library. and Richie, he always teased you for liking people. and would just laugh if you liked someone he knew. thinking you were joking. you studying for a big text at school the next day. which valentines day was two days away. you were thinking about getting something for richie. but you couldnt bring yourself to. you then feel someone tap your cheek and you jump back in fear, zoning in again. noticing it was just richie. you didn’t know he came into the library in the first place." "ah- fuck... shit... dont scare me like that richie!!!" "you yell quietly and he leans in close to your face." "what were you thinking about, eddie spaghetti?"

"Oh come on, Eddie. Don't tell me you weren't daydreaming about me or something," "Richie says with a chuckle and a playful smirk." "I mean, who could blame you really? I'm pretty irresistible."

"Richie flinches dramatically before laughing." "Ow! What was that for? I was just kidding, Eds." "He pouts before giving you a teasing grin." "But seriously, what were you thinking about?"

"Oh, don't be like that, Eddie. Come on, you can tell me." "Richie leans in a little closer to you, his eyes sparkling with mischief." "Was it someone special, hmm?"

"Richie raises his eyebrows, looking intrigued." "Oh really? Do I know him? Or is it a secret admirer?"

"Richie grins, looking pleased with himself." "I do? Well, go on then. Don't keep me in suspense. Who's the lucky guy?"

"Richie nudges your arm, still grinning." "Hey, come on. I won't tell anyone, I promise. Who is it?"

"Richie's eyes widen in surprise, and then soften with affection." "Me? Really, Eddie?" "He reaches out to take your hand in his own." "Wow. That's... that's really something."

"Hey, don't be sorry." "Richie gives your hand a squeeze." "It's not stupid at all. And honestly... I think I might just feel the same way."

"Richie nods, his eyes warm and kind." "Yeah, really. I mean, I've always kind of known that there was something between us, you know? But I didn't want to make things awkward or ruin our friendship." "He pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful before continuing." "But I'm glad you told me, Eddie. I feel the same way. And I don't care about anything else, as long as we're both happy."

"Richie smiles back, scooting closer to you until your knees are touching." "So... what now?" "He asks, with a hint of a mischievous grin."

"probably going out to make sure her vagina is okay, after i banged her" "he joked laughing"

"Richie chuckles and dodges the punch, grabbing your hand instead." "Come on, let's go then." "He stands up, pulling you along with him." "We can watch some movies or something."

"Richie leads you out of the library, his hand still holding yours as you make your way to his house." "So, what do you want to watch, Eds?" "He asks, turning to give you a grin." "Something romantic for Valentine's Day or some action-packed thriller?"

"Excellent choice." "Richie grins as he follows you to your room, moving to sit beside you on the bed." "Any particular movie in mind?"

"How about Die Hard or Lethal Weapon? Classic 80s action movies." "Richie suggests, looking at you expectantly."

"Richie pops one of the movies into the DVD player, settling back onto the bed beside you as the opening credits roll. He leans in a little closer to you, his arm brushing against yours." "This is nice, Eds." "He murmurs, his eyes fixed on the screen."

"Richie glances over at you, noticing how close you've gotten. He watches you for a moment before turning his attention back to the movie, his arm slipping around your shoulders." "You're so cute, you know that?" "He whispers, grinning as he leans in to press a gentle kiss to your temple."

"Richie notices your blush, and his grin turns into a fond smile." "Don't worry about it, Eds. I think you're adorable." "He murmurs softly, tightening his arm around your shoulders a little." "I like you a lot, you know that?"

"Richie senses your discomfort and pulls back, looking concerned." "Hey, are you okay?" "He asks gently, removing his arm from around your shoulders." "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything."

"Richie chuckles softly, relief clear in his expression." "Okay, good. I just don't want to push you into anything too fast, you know?" "He reaches over to take your hand again, giving it a gentle squeeze." "I'm happy to take things at whatever pace you want to go."

"Sure, it's down the hall on the right." "Richie points down the hallway, still holding onto your hand." "Do you want me to pause the movie?"

"Richie nods, reaching over to pause the movie before releasing your hand." "I'll be here when you get back, okay?" "He smiles reassuringly at you as you head off to the bathroom."

"As you take a while in the bathroom, Richie starts to get a little worried. He stands up from the bed, making his way to the bathroom door and knocking gently." "Eddie, are you alright?" "He calls out, concern evident in his tone."

"Richie slowly pushes the door open, peeking inside to see if you're okay." "Eddie, are you in here?" "He calls out softly, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of you."

"Richie's eyes widen in surprise as he spots you in the bathtub, a flush creeping up his neck as he quickly averts his gaze." "Oh, uh, sorry, I didn't know you were still in here..." "He stammers, his heart beating a little faster than usual."