Stand By Me x Reader ( Teddy Duchamp <3 )

The Night In

Y/n's POV:

Once Chris lit his cigarette,
we all got comfortable.
Chris, Vern and my cousin were sitting up, Teddy and I were the only ones laying down.
Teddy laid down on his side with his right arm
supporting his head
and me...
I was laying on my back, looking up at the stars,
seeing the moon be covered
by clouds as I took
a puff from my cigarette that was
on my right hand.
Gee, I wonder what's gonna happen when we see the dead kid tomorrow...
What'll we do?
Vern then spoke up cutting my thoughts,
" Nothing like a smoke after a meal. "
Vern said as I turned my head to them.
" Yeah, I cherish these moments. "
Teddy added as he took a puff
from his cigarette..

I looked at
Chris and he laughed which made Gordie and I
let out a giggle.
" What? What did I say? "
He asked confused to what he did wrong.
" Ooohh Teddy.. "
I chuckled turning my head back up to the sky.
" Really, what did I say, Y/n? "
Teddy turned his head to me.
" Never mind... "
I chuckled still looking up, but that's when
he said something he has never said
before...
" You look pretty from that angle. "
Pardon? What did he just say?
He's joking, right?
He smirked,
making me blush and sit up to look at him
and he suddenly had wide eyes.
" Wait no, no, no, no no! You know what I meant- "
He stuttered his words
while I turned my head to cut him off saying,
" Not really?? But thank you. "
I smiled
laying back down and looked up at the sky again
but looked back since,
" I- I said from "that" angle, Y/n... "
He corrected himself.
" Eh, you still said I was pretty.. "
I smirked, looking back to see his cheeks
crimson red and that's when,
" Teddy's got a, cruu - ushh!!! "
Vern laughed in a sing song tone as teased him making him fake punch.
" Two for flinching. "
He shot back as he punched his shoulder,
making Gordie, Chris
and I to laugh.

It was all silent again, then,
" Hey Gordo, why don't you tell us a story?? "
Chris asked him.
" Uhhh, I don't know.. "
My cousin replied.
" Oh come on. "
" Yeah, come on, Gordo. "
Chris asked him again and Vern added.
" But not one of your horror stories, okay?
I don't wanna hear no horror stories.
I'm not up for that, man. "
Vern shook his head as I sat up leaning to my side with my left arm
supporting my head as my legs were
crossed over the other.
" Why don't you tell us one about
the Sergeant Steele and his battling
leathernecks! "
Teddy suggested with his voice quite raspy.

" Well, the one I've been thinking about
is kind of different. "
Gordie said.
" Well then, let's hear it! "
I smiled as I blew out some smoke.
" It's about this pie-eating contest. The main guy of the story is this fat kid that nobody likes,
named Davie Hogan. "
My cousin explained and was about to continue but,
" Like Charlie Hogan's brother, if he had one. "
Vern said proudly.
" Good, Vern. "
Chris shot back sarcastically making me chuckle.
" Go on, Gordie. "
Chris turned to him and he continued.
Wee, this kid, he's out age but he's fat.
Real fat.
He weighs close to 180, but, you know,
it's not his fault. It's his glands."
He added.
" Oh yeah, my cousin's like that. Sincerely. She weighs over 300 pounds.
Suppose to be a 'hyboid' gland or something. "
Vern added interrupting Gordie and I saw Teddy rolling his eyes
as he continued to explain.
Can this boy learn when to shut up or what?
I giggled at the thought.
" -I don't know about any 'hyboid' gland,
but what a blimp! "
Vern continued excitingly,
with all his enthusiasm.
" No shit. She looks like a Thanksgiving turkey.
And you know this one time.. "
" Will you shut up, Vern? "
I groaned as I tapped my cigar for the burnt
part to fall off.
" Yeah, yeah, right. Go on, Gordie.
It's a swell story. "
Vern answered back.