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Domestic ~Reddie~

"Richie! Richie did you see that man? It think I killed it! You were ri-" Eddie is cut off by his own pained gasp as a spike flies through his stomach. He looks down slowly with tears in his eyes.

"Richie..." He whimpers before he's yanked harshly into the air.

"EDDIE!" Richie yells loudly as he shoots up from his bed. He's covered in sweat, and crying. He tries his best to calm down his breathing, unsure of where he is.

"Rich?" A tired voice behind him mumbles. "Is everything okay?"

"Eds," Richie sighs, "Yeah everything's okay, I'm sorry I woke you, I just..." "Was it another bad dream?"

"..."

Eddie pushes himself up and wraps his arms around his husband. "Hey, I'm alive, Stan's alive, so is everyone else. It's dead, we're safe."

Richie nods, keeping his head down, "I know, I'm sorry."

Eddie turns Richie's head to face him. He softly presses his lips against the bigger man's and the pulls away. "Don't be sorry, never be sorry that you're scared. Do you wanna talk about it?" Eddie offers.

"We were back under Neibolt, and it was when he....he shot a spike right through you Eds. It scared the shit out of me..."

Eddie nods in understanding, and then picks up Richie's left hand. "Do you see this? Can you tell me what it is?" He questions.

"It's my wedding ring." Richie answers softly, "Yeah. We got married Rich, a whole year ago! We have a dog, we're gonna get kids eventually,"

Richie nods, "We are. Yeah, because you're alive."

"I sure am, now lay down and make me warm." Eddie instructs, flopping back onto their shared bed. Richie follows suit and wraps his arms around his husband, kissing the tired man's forehead sweetly. "Night Eds."

"Night Chee, also don't call me Eds."

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Kinda short, future ones will definitely be longer, hope you enjoyed! xx