( the touch hurts a little, the mark feels raw like it had been burned into his skin too. eddie's pretty sure that's all in his head, like the whirlwind of paranoia and panic each time someone steps out of his space or mentions going outside.
he finds himself leaning into jim's touch, chasing it when he pulls his hand away. he clears his throat to recover, pats the older man's chest as he nods. ) Right. I can do that.
Good thing we have some. ( billy brought it in from town so they could clean the wound, drink it eventually. he scurries out the door toward where the icebox is, comes back in quickly and shuts the door a little too hard like being outside has spooked him. back inside, he sets the vodka down and leans against the counter as he watches jim in the kitchen. ) Sorry I'm such a-- That I keep giving you headaches.
( that jim keeps having to break himself away from his own peace to piece eddie back together in some way; if it's after ianthe, the slender, or in this moment when he's got his own shit to deal with. )
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he finds himself leaning into jim's touch, chasing it when he pulls his hand away. he clears his throat to recover, pats the older man's chest as he nods. ) Right. I can do that.
Good thing we have some. ( billy brought it in from town so they could clean the wound, drink it eventually. he scurries out the door toward where the icebox is, comes back in quickly and shuts the door a little too hard like being outside has spooked him. back inside, he sets the vodka down and leans against the counter as he watches jim in the kitchen. ) Sorry I'm such a-- That I keep giving you headaches.
( that jim keeps having to break himself away from his own peace to piece eddie back together in some way; if it's after ianthe, the slender, or in this moment when he's got his own shit to deal with. )