Losers at a Frat Party: Part 8 (fin.)
Saturday, 09/01, After the Party (Reddie)
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Setting the Scene: After the party, Richie and Eddie go back to Eddie’s room, some shenanigans start to ensue, but things quickly take a turn back to fluff. AT LAST, the night of 09/01 comes to an end for every Loser.
Word Count: 6,200+ ; Warnings: under 21 drinking; mild making out
Previous Parts: 1. Pregame (+texts), 2. Party Begins, 3. Party Continues, 4. Party Winds Down, 5. Party Ends, 6. Mike & Bill After, 7. Benverly After
Eddie leaves the frat house with Richie, hands clasped together. They are each holding a freshly opened beer in their free hand, not paying any mind to the possibility of being caught by campus security. Eddie isn't worried about that right now. He's not worried about anything, really, which is an extreme rarity for him.
Something about Richie makes him feel less inhibited, and he knows it's Richie and not the alcohol, because in any other situation he would still feel a dull, pulsing sense of panic building in his gut, no matter how drunk he was. In any other situation he would be afraid, desperate for affection but terrified of putting himself in someone else's hands. In any other situation, he would hear his mother’s voice, calling him dirty and sick... but this is different. Richie is different.
There is more to it than that, but Eddie can't figure out what, and it doesn't matter right now, anyway, because Richie's hand is in his and it feels more natural than anything in the world. He tightens his grip and shifts closer, heart fluttering when their clasped hands brush against his thigh. It's surely past midnight now, and the further away they walk from the frat house, the quieter the campus becomes, until Eddie breaks the silence by laughing suddenly.
"You know, I've been telling myself all week not to let you make a move on me, yet here we are, and I was the one who made the move."
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And so ends Reddie’s night.












