[ Outside his place of employment is a busy commercial street. Usually during lunch hours, there’s plenty of suits and ties wandering around on foot, but since it’s a little late, the sidewalks are bare. Eddie quickly gets into the passenger seat of Richie’s car with one half of him leaned over the center console looking only a little harried. ]

Jesus Christ, you’re like my sex Uber or something. Go around, here, yeah.

[ There’s a parking garage around the corner reserved for a cluster of businesses that they’ve definitely used before — the bottom floor is dark, and at this hour, there are plenty of spaces in the back. Richie’s barely parked before Eddie’s pulling Richie down toward him by the neck, pressing his mouth to warm skin. ]

You’re such an asshole, doing this to me. God. Can’t even wait until I’m off work.

[ He’s talking about himself mostly, but if it applies to Richie too, well. They’re both just as insufferable. ]