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richie is the definition of a smooth-talking, romantic rockstar.

he’s got that effortless charm, but when he loves, he loves hard and deep.

he’s an absolute sweetheart—the type to serenade you on his guitar, write songs about you, and call you pet names like “babe,” “angel,” or “darlin’.”

always touching you.

a hand on your back, fingers grazing yours, his arm slung around your shoulders—this man is affectionate as hell.

he’s got that laid-back, beachy vibe but also deep down? he’s crazy about you and hates being apart for too long.

private concerts in bed.

he’ll be lying there, playing guitar softly while humming, this one’s for you, babe.

backstage privileges.

he’ll pull you in for a kiss right before walking onstage, grinning like a lovesick fool.

you’re his muse. expect him to write lyrics about you and never shut up about how much you inspire him.

late-night jam sessions. he’ll randomly start singing in the kitchen while cooking and drag you in to dance with him.

hopeless romantic, through and through.

candlelit dinners, beach walks, handwritten love notes tucked into your bag.

calls and leaves voicemails just to say he loves you. or worse—sings his messages to you. 🥹

loves to spoil you. whether it’s flowers, jewelry, or a spontaneous getaway, he lives to see your eyes light up.

but he’s also simple. if you just wanna lay in bed all day, talk about life, and cuddle? that’s his favorite thing.

super protective, but not possessive. if anyone so much as looks at you wrong, his arm is around you instantly.

loves taking care of you. if you’re stressed? he’s rubbing your shoulders. if you’re sick? he’s making you tea and kissing your forehead.

gets super soft when he’s tired. that’s when he’ll mumble love you, babe against your skin, wrap you in his arms, and fall asleep holding you like you’re his whole world

you’re his favorite person, period. yeah, he’s got his band, the fans, the crazy rockstar life—but you?

you’re his peace. his escape. his home.

loves to show you off. whether it’s pulling you into his lap at a party or bragging about you in interviews,

richie makes sure everyone knows you’re his.

gets all soft & lovesick when you wear his clothes. you throw on his flannel or one of his big-ass leather jackets?

oh, baby, he’s obsessed.

but also, he’ll steal your stuff too. your perfume? he keeps it on his wristbands. your rings? he’ll “borrow” one and just never give it back.

you have to physically stop him from getting another guitar.

he’ll be like but babe, this one’s different. (it’s not.)

loves when you touch his hair.

he’ll literally groan and lean into your hands if you run your fingers through it. (bonus points if you scratch his scalp, he’s done.)

buys you jewelry just because.

and if you ever take it off? he notices.

loves forehead kisses.