Eddie’s head shoots up, his eyes wide. “Then!” he cries. “You liked me back then, is what I was saying!”
“You liar!” Richie laughs, clearly delighted. “You fucking liked me too!”
“I never said that!” Eddie tries to deny, but it sounds weak to even himself.
The thing is, and god, it’s embarrassing to admit, but Eddie had always had a bit of a thing when it came to Richie.
He didnt think it was exactly romantic, and definitely not anything sexual, when he was a kid; little-him would have been positively scandalized at the mere thought of it. But he was drawn to Richie, wanted his approval, his respect, needed Richie to include him in his inside jokes and think he was just as funny as Eddie found him.
Hell, maybe that was Eddie’s version of love. Not that he would know.
“I hate you,” he tells Richie, whose grin stretches even wider across his face. It’s basically an admission and they both know it. “You’re one to talk, anyway.” He gestures to the carving. “I wasn’t the one carving our initials into make-out spots.”
“Yeah, but you were cute. Liking you made sense,” Richie replies. “You remember me as a kid? You were into that gangly, bug-eyed, buck-toothed little dork? Embarrassing.”
“You were so cute!” Eddie cries, throwing away the act, offended on young-Eddie’s behalf to have his taste questioned. “Plus, you were cool.”
Richie bit back a snort. “I was not cool.”
“Shut up, you were!” Eddie looks him over, pouting just a little. “You’re still cool.”
“Cooler than you, Mr. Risk Analysis, but that isn’t saying much.” Eddie throws his arms up, ready to lay into him with the fury of a thousand suns, when Richie speaks again, quieter, “You’re still cute, ya know.”
Eddie flushes, glances at Richie briefly to catch him flushing as well, and bends down to pick up a stick from the side of the road. He gestures to the carving, shyly. “Wanna give this a bit of a facelift?” he asks. “We could grab a beer, after.”
Richie, looking like Christmas has come early, grabs a stick and pops back up, beaming and blushing adorably. “It’s a date.”