bury:

when richie and eddie meet again after all those years, it isn’t a rush like everyone thinks it is. it’s a slow stream of memories of late night kisses and sneaking over to each others houses at three in the morning. when night falls, they’re sleeping in the same bed and whispering apologies for forgetting each other. richie’s kissing eddie’s forehead and eddie’s kissing his shoulder. they’re lovers again, even if only for a night.