He's A Go Getter // R.T and S.U x Reader

"Pre Vacation (pt. 1)"

After getting blackout drunk, there's one thing everyone wants to do the next day: sleep. The Losers (besides Stan and ( Y/n) who already packed) didn't have the luxury to do so. They'd have to pack all day and be ready to catch their flight the next morning.

"Guys! Breakfast!" Maggie called from the kitchen. Wile everything smelled like heaven and probably tasted just as good, none of the hungover teens were in much of a mood to get up. Besides Ben and Mike, who had only one or two shots.

(Y/n) sat up, holding her throbbing head in her hands. "Well damn me." She mumbled. "I don't remember anything that happened after 10." The (h/c) adds. Richie then sits up, "Oh. My. God. (Y/n), did I do or say anything embarrassing?!" He interrogates in a worried panic. "Not more than usual, I'm sure, you're always embarrassing. Anyways, shhh. So loud."
"Sorry." He mumbles.

Ben smiles at them, "I think it's better that last night remains a mystery." He said sheepishly.

    And so the Losers made their way downstairs for breakfast. Richie and (Y/n) were doing their own thing, nudging each other and making jokes as the rest of the Losers did their thing.

      It would be a lie to say that Stan wasn't jealous of Richie in that moment. As much as he was usually in her attention span, Richie was now, and it didn't feel very fair. The way they were so playful just irritated the curly headed boy.

    "Here you guys go." Maggie smiled, handing out food to everyone at the table. Everyone said a quick, "Thank you." And dug into their food. "So, how was being drunk last night?" The Tozier woman asked, still smiling. Bev coughed on her drink. "We had a really great night. I was the designated driver and didn't have a drop of alcohol in my system." Ben said, vouching for them.
"That's good, honey." Maggie smiles.
"I got cheated on. With Greta fucking Bowie." (Y/n) says.

   It got quiet for a second before Richie spoke.  "I get cheated on all the time (n/n)," he said genuinely, holding her shoulder in his hand, "By Eddies mom, but I go back Anyways." He jokes, making himself hysterical with laughter. Everyone looks at her as to wait for her response to something so blunt and insensitive. Much to everyone's surprise, she started laughing too.

   "Don't talk about my mom like she's your side hoe!" Eddie yelled. "But she is!" Richie's goofy smile rose to his face again. "Don't be mad Eddie Spaghetti." "Don't call me that, dipshit!"
"Ok then shortie."
"It's not my fault you're a giraffe!"
"It's not my fault you haven't grown since third grade."
"Well if you weren't on human growth hormones-"
"I'm not."
"Sureeee."

      (Y/n) continued to laugh at the two, bickering back and forth like little kids. It seemed to fade after the (h/c) girl felt someone close to her, whispering to her, "Don't encourage it, they'll go on forever." It shouldn't have made her face heat up the way it did, but there she was, a blushy mess. 'It's just Stan. I don't know why I'm all worked up.' She thought to herself.

       "Yeah, I know, it's kinda funny though." She muttered absentmindedly, attempting to get her mind out of the gutters.

    They finished breakfast and everyone went home to pack. (Y/n) headed with Bev, needing to talk to her anyways. "I'll be back at yours later, ok Stan?"
"Ok, text me and I'll pick you up. I don't want you walking, especially alone." Stan says, smiling towards (Y/n) and patting her head before heading out.

       "Can I talk to you? It's a secret." (Y/n) said to Bev. "Of course!" The copper headed girl smiled.
"Something's off."
"What kind of off? With who?"
"Me. I think I like two of the Losers, but they're so different.."
Bev walked out of the room for a moment, and (Y/n) worried that she was stressed because of her stress. However, her (e/c) eyes lit up when she came back in with a bag of nail polish, and a wax warmer (like the eyebrow wax thingy. I get mine done all the time but I can't remember what it's called. Oops.) "I'll get you vacation ready while you rant to me." Bev smiled. "Thank you!" The (h/c) bounced around in excitement.