𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✦ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐬

'Im in love with adult richie right now'

Uh this takes place in 2000

[ Y/n ]

I played with Richie's hair, focused on tv while he scrolled through his phone. "Hey babe?" I hummed and he set a stupid teen pop magazine down. "Am I... Do you think I'm ugly?"

"What?"

"Like... When we were teens I was really hot but then I just kinda... I don't know... But now I'm ugly."

I looked down and grabbed the magazine. On the cover there was a picture of him and I on our way to a pool party. In stupid bold letters it said 'Out of his league?! We say YES!!!'

I opened it up and Richie anxiously watched me read through it.

'Y/n L/n and her husband Richie Tozier were captured together before heading to Y/n's friend, also teen hit Britney Spears (see pg. 18 for exclusive interview on how Britney stays up to date with all the latest trends!) house for a pool party this Saturday! The question we all have is why are these two still together?! The young comedian may have caught her eye but no one expected them to stay together as he progressively became more and more unattractive. Several love songs have been written by boy bands and teen dream boys for the girl but she seems to only be interested in the 3/10 comedian who simply does NOT age well!'

"Richie you are not ugly." I looked at him and he sighed. "I don't know! People just say you're way out of my league and they're right. You are so beautiful! For fucks sake, you hang out with Paris fucking Hilton and Britney Spears and I'm... Richie stupid Tozier."

My heart broke and I made him look at me. "Chee, I don't think your ugly at all. Fuck what everyone else says. Okay? I thought you were hot when we were 18 and I think you're still hot now at 24. Plus, does it really matter? Even if you were the ugliest person on Earth I'd still love the shit out of you."

"I guess you're right..." He mumbled. I frowned and rested my forehead against his. "Hey... Richie, hey." He looked up at me and tried not to cry. "Richie-"

"God I'm just so fucking tired! Why am I so ugly?!"

"You're not ugly! Would I ever fuck an ugly person?!"

Richie looked over at me and we stared at each other for a moment before he aggressively kissed me. He pushed me down against the mattress and I lifted my hips so he could take my underwear off. He did and I reached down to grip his dick through his pajama pants. "Hhhhhaaaahhh fuck." He groaned. I tugged the waistband down and his erection sprang out.

Richie kissed me and aligned his dick with me. I bit my lip and stared at him. "Wait." I suddenly whispered. "What?! Why?"

"Say you're hot."

"You're hot."

"Not to me dumbass!"

"I'm hot..?"

"Say it confidently!"

"I'm hot!"

He thrust into me and I gasped. "Holy shit Rich." I moved my hands down and scratched his back as he thrusted into me. "Fuck..." I moaned. He grunted and groaned into the pillow while I held his back. "Richie!" He hugged my waist closer to him and I looked down at the tv. "Breaking news. Fashion designer Beverly Marsh announces an abrupt end-"