“cmon. i had to be a dick.” eddie says. the two of you are alone for the first time in weeks. you’re sitting in the chair closest to his throne, knees tucked under your chin. “when you first walked into hellfire, you looked at me like i put the stars in the damn sky. i had to… i couldn’t ruin you like that.” he was just a little older than you, and you were eighteen, for christ sakes. “you were just so perfect, it was easier to hate you than to fall for you.” he confesses