( This is probably the worst thing that's ever happened to Eddie, and he can't even blame Pennywise this time. This is a mess entirely of his own making, and now to make it worse Richie is left trying to comfort him. As if Eddie hasn't just done something terrible.

It's that thought more than anything that makes Eddie gulp down a few rapid, large breaths of air. His head is spinning a little, but he can't tell if it's from the sudden rush of oxygen to his lungs or the magnitude of what he's just done. Either way it's entirely unimportant right now. )

You do?

( If there's even a glimmer of hope that he might make it through this without Richie hating him, he'll grab it with both hands. Even if that means swallowing down the rising pain that comes with the knowledge that Richie really isn't interested in all that, at least not where Eddie is concerned.

Stupid really, because Eddie already knew that. But he maybe could have lived without the confirmation a little longer.

He swallows hard, a few times in quick succession just like his breaths, and when he speaks it's even faster. )

So. Just– forget about it. It's not even important when you've got a literal open wound just pissing out blood right there. I mean not really pissing out blood but it could still get infected, there's dust like...everywhere...