Oh Noel | Reddie |

9. Skinny Jeans

I spent a while just crying into Richie's shirt, leaving large tear stains all over his clothes, but eventually, he managed to calm me down.

He placed a kiss onto the top of my head, My face heated up, remembering last night again. Were we just going to forget that ever happened? "Hey, you wanna get something to eat? Fighting Bowers and Evil Mrs. K was pretty draining." Richie said, back to his usual self. I had a feeling he was hiding something. Hiding how he truly felt behind humor as a defense. His defense has cracked a few times, and maybe soon I may get behind his walls.

"I'll cook something. Is there anything specific you want?" I asked, sitting up from our previous position.

"Uhhhhh." he contemplated for a while, "I'll definitely eat... you" he burst into laughter, doubling down, almost falling off the couch.

"Oh shut up!" I punched him. " Be serious. Will you eat soup? I'm lazy and I have plenty of chicken noodle." I said.

"Yeah go crazy, spaghetti" He said, wiping fake tears, pretending he's the funniest guy in the world. I got up and walked to the kitchen to get some soup ready for us. "I think I should be a comedian in the future, what do you think?" Richie asked, following right behind me.

"I think that's totally crazy, and I think you're totally crazy. So I guess it's the perfect job for you." I said, getting out a pot and everything I need. It's just canned soup, so I pour two cans into the pot and turn the stove on.

"yknow your ass looks great in those skinny jeans." He smacked my ass.

"Richie!" I shouted, surprised, but honestly, knowing him, I shouldn't be.

"What? I can't lie to you. You should wear skinny jeans more often." He smirked.

"This is the exact reason why I *don't* wear skinny jeans." I said, going to throw away the cans. I knew Richie was staring at my ass as I walked in the opposite direction, just to prove some point.

"Okay okay so how's this for a stand up act?" Richie sat himself on my counter, "Yadda yadda something something and then I said "nah bitch you're totally hot in skinny jeans, you don't look emo at all!""

"How does that make any sense!?"

"uhhh duh, only emo guys, hot guys, and women wear skinny jeans. And luckily you are in the hot guys category." He decided to do some dumb finger guns at me.

I rolled my eyes, "What's with the flirting?" I asked

"I always flirt with you spaghetti man," Richie said, wrapping his arms around my frame from behind, it made me shiver. "Is there something wrong with that?" he said softly into my ear.

I tried to keep my focus on the soup in front of me, rather than the boy wrapped around me, but he affected my emotions much more than id like to admit.

"N-no but- Shit!" The soup was about to boil over. I rushed to stir it and lower the heat on the stove.

"you're so cute when you're flustered." Richie leaned against the counter. His eyes seemed to look straight into my soul.

"Richie, stop." My voice almost cracked. There was no way he actually liked me, so why get my hopes up. All he was doing was leading me on, when nothing was going to happen. He was so obsessed with the happiness of Christmas that he didn't realize that the worst part of Christmas

Was being alone.

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"When do you think I should start packing all my stuff for the skiing trip?” I asked Richie, who was currently sitting on my bed, swinging his legs idly.

" Well, we leave on the 14th, which is less than a week away, so maybe start figuring it out now at least, make sure you have everything you need." Richie said.

I was starting to get really anxious about this trip, I've never even left Derry, let alone the state, and now I'm going to fucking Colorado of all places, and who knows what could happen there. I wasn even fully sure what to pack. I've never had to pack for anything before. I mea what if I don't bring enough? What if I bring too much and they don't let me on the plane?

"I-ive never left this town before..." I said, and sat next to him.

"I know, but you'll be fine, I promise." he reassured me. "Want me to help you pack?" He asked

"Please."

At that, we began to talk about and find everything I would need for the upcoming trip. Turns out I would need more warm clothes, like sweaters since I only had a few, and some pants, snowsuit, and a thicker coat. I also needed better gloves and a hat. We had a lot to go and buy, and hopefully with it being winter it won't be too hard to find everything I need, as long as it's not sold out.

~~~

Me and Richie decided to go shopping to get everything done ahead of time. The first place we went was a local thrift shop - Richie said they tended to have a lot of hidden gems when it comes to clothing. We both sifted through the thin isles of clothing racks, looking at all the sweaters.

"Aww, spaghetti, you want a grandpa sweater? You'd make such a cute grandpa!" He said, holding a large sweater up to me. It actually looked nice and really comfortable, so I disregarded his comment about it. I felt the soft fabric and took it from him, placing it in our basket.

We picked up a few other sweaters, and found a really nice thick coat to wear. It wasn't one of those stupid cheap puffy coats, it was a thick fabric coat that was so warm. It was a light tan color on the outside, and the inside liner was a dark brown. We also got some nice jeans and other warm pants and anything else I would need to be skiing in the mountains. I felt more than prepared now.

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holy shit it's two days till Christmas, like what the actual fuck.

Please, December barely started and the year is almost over. Kill me.

I'm still single, for yet another Christmas 🤡
literally all my friends are dating people, all of them every time I'm around them they're always talking about their significant others, and texting them non stop, like how the fuck do people get relationships.

Every person I've liked ended up dating someone else.
for a while this one girl would date every guy I ended up liking, idk if it was like a pettiness thing or not, but recently my friend was trying to set me up with this girl, and I went to the winter dance with my friends and that girl was there, and turns out she likes someone else.
I just want to get into one stupid high school relationship, or even just like someone that might possibly like someone back, the second I like someone they start dating someone else.

welp that's enough of my Christmas sadness for now, enjoy this chapter

-jay