26 — richie confessing that he likes you.

❛ — can you breathe? ❜
Taking his face in your hands — you examine him as his breathing became shallow and his breath bated. He stared at you long enough to snap out it seconds later.

❛ — i'm fine. wait, no i'm not fine.  ❜
Richie rushed out — watching your face in anticipation. Eyes darting towards your eyes to your lips in panic.

❛ — tell me what's wrong richie.  ❜
Rubbing both hands — scooping them up into yours to keep them warm and him relaxed.

❛ — fuck! i think i fell in love. i'm not supposed to fall in love — i'm richie geck —❜
He rushed out — until you grabbed at the nape of his neck so you could plant your lips on his, hushing him up instantly.