Maybe there aren't happy endings. There's happy moments instead.
[Stan swallows against the lightweight of Eddie in his arms. He never felt this small, this breakable when they were kids. Hell, Eddie had gotten in some choice hits on him when they were younger, after all. Even though Stan rarely indulged in scrap fighting. Typically it was a jab on the fly, something at the quarry.]
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[Stan swallows against the lightweight of Eddie in his arms. He never felt this small, this breakable when they were kids. Hell, Eddie had gotten in some choice hits on him when they were younger, after all. Even though Stan rarely indulged in scrap fighting. Typically it was a jab on the fly, something at the quarry.]