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FINN WOLFHARD IMAGINES + PREFERENCES
DISCLAIMER: Most of these imagines are old and are very badly written.
🦓: STILL DOING REQUESTS. (DMS.)
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(this is based on the part in IT chapter 2 where richie and y/n find out that IT is back, i just wanted to try something different <3 )
(Not lowercase)
I started hopping down the stairs, seeing my husband, Richie, he was making a smoothie bowl for me.
"Goodmorning, Sexy." He smirked, you smiled at him. "Good morning, richie 2 inchie." You chuckled. "It's been 27 years! Stop calling me that!" He remarked, licking the spoon with excess smoothie.
"I won't." You giggled, grabbing the bowl of him and started eating. You saw a unknown phone number call.
"Do I answer?" You asked richie, staring at the phone buzzing. "I guess so." He leaned down the counter.
You pressed the answer button and put it on speaker. "Hello, this is Y/n and Richie Tozier, how may we help?" You said in an uptown voice, like a journalist would.
You heard a chuckle, making you confused. You looked up to richie and he seemed confused aswell.
"Hello, Mrs and Mr tozier. This is Mike." The voice spoke. "I'm sorry, Mike who?"
"Mike Hanlon. The scar on your hand." The voice talked. You raised your arm revealing a scar.
You never knew where it was from, just that it was there. "Holy shit!" You jumped up.
Memories flooding through your brain, you jumping up and down, richie still not getting it.
"Richie it's from the losers!" You chuckled, him finally getting it.
"Why'd you call it's been.... 27 years?" Richie remarked. Your heart dropped.
27. 27 years, that reminds you of..- of-
"It's back. I've called everyone of the losers. You have to get to Derry as fast as possible." Your heart dropped even once more.
Tears forming in your eyes. You didn't want to do this again. You started sinking to the floor.
"Y/n!" Richie yelped, helping you back up.
"A-are you sure?" Richie spoke to Mike. "Confidently, please get here as fast as possible.
You looked up to richie as the call ended. You began sobbing.
"We're gonna be fine. You know it'd be fun!" Richie tried making the mood happier.
"You know seeing your friends, like uhh your bestie! Stanley! He'd be so happy, or uh Eddie! Would he still be all germaphobic?" He smiled.
As though richie was helping you, deep down he was also afraid. It may be stronger then before. "Y/n, look at me." Richie demanded.
You lookes up at him, a tear drop falling. "We're gonna get through this, okay?" He comforted. You nodded.
"Let's eat the smoothie bowl and pack." He smiled.
I really really wanna do the dinner scene aswell so thst will probably hapoen aswell :))
