Reddie Oneshots

🌥️ •you don't deserve it• 🌥️

had to write to get my mind off some shit 👍

Richie slammed his hand on the arcade machine after winning again. He had planned to spend the rest of his summer inside the air conditioned room, playing street fighter and whatnot. He jumped as he felt a finger tap him, trying to focus on both the person behind him and the sleek movement of the joystick. "What's up? If you want Street fighter I'm almost done. I'll be out of your way in a second." Richie mumbled, then groaned as he got hit. "Oh, I just wanted to ask if you wanna play with me? Your really good, and I'm looking for a challenge." Richie raised and eyebrow and turned around "What's your name?"

"Connor. How about you?" He asks, extending a hand. Richie took it in his own and blushed a bit. "Richie. So you wanna play chap? I bet you can't beat me!" He says in a terrible British voice. "I bet I can!"

After about 15 minutes, Richie and Connor were hitting it off really well. Richie looked at the boy as they were playing Street Fighters and smiled. As Richie beat him , he sighed and smiled. "Your fucking good." Richie slapped his hand and then brought them back to his sides. After their stares lingered for a second, Connor broke the silence between the two. "Ah, well, I gotta go." Just as the boy was about to walk out of the door, Richie scrambled and spoke up.

"Hey! Uh.." Richie reached for the last token from the game. "How about we go again?" He asked, shifting his weight and looking at the coin, presumably regretting the decision. "Play some more..you know?" His eyes widened and Connor turned around to see Henry Bowers. His friends were walking behind him, Victor groaning as Belch slapped his head. "Only if you want too." Richie smiled. "Dude. Why are you being weird? I'm not your fucking boyfriend." Connor said, and Richie put his hand down backing up, feeling tears in his eyes.

"Woah- I-" he backed up some more. "I didn't-" before he could continue Henry stepped forward. "The fucks going on here?" He said, getting closer. Connor turned around and rolled his eyes. "You assholes didn't tell me your town was full of little fairy's." He said pointing at Richie. Henry scoffed. "Richie fucking Tozier? What? Your trying to bone my little cousin?" Richie stared wide eyed, shocked and terrified. People around him stared and whispered to their friends. Richie felt anxiety bubble up in his chest and rise through his thick glasses. "Get the fuck out of here faggot!" Henry screamed, losing all of the patience he never had. "Move!"

Richie ran out of the arcade and broke into tears. 'Why me.' He thought to himself through this sobs. When he got tired of running he slowly walked to a empty park bench and sat down bringing his knees to his bony chest. The word Henry used to describe him. Faggot. Kept ringing in his ears like a bell that would never stop. He felt himself start shaking and his breathing because shaky and shallow. He sat in his feeling for about 10 minutes before he felt a hand in his knee. He slowly lifted his head up, and through blurry vision he saw who he only thought to be Eddie.

Eddie walked down the nice park before seeing a crying boy with black, shaggy hair crying on a bench. "Richie?" He said quietly to himself, before realizing Richie was having a full blown panic attack. "Hey, hey Rich!" Eddie said running up to the boy and placing a hand on his knee to let him know he was here. "Hey, your okay! Look at me."

Richie began to hear a little better, the voice becoming quieter and his vision clearing up. "E-Ed's?" He whispers and Eddie smiles. "Yeah Rich! It's me. It's Ed's." Richie slowly brought his legs off the bench and calmed down. "Sorry." Richie said, sniffling. Eddie smiled and sat next to Richie. "For what? It's not like you could control it." Richie blushed.

Pure optimism. That's one of the things Richie absolutely admired about the boy. Not to mention his cute red shorts, and the way he yells when people don't brush their teeth or wh- Never mind all of that. Long story short, Richie was in love with the boy.

"If I told you what happened, would you get mad? Or..judge me?" Richie started, biting his cheek when he finished. Eddie smiled and placed a hand on Richie's. "Never." The boy but his lip and took a deep breath before explaining what happened. "Yeah." Richie said awkwardly at the end, waiting for Eddie to say something. "You don't deserve that Richie. But like..are you?" Richie looked down. "Yeah. Yeah I am." Eddie smiled and patted Richie's shoulder. "Thanks for telling me, Richie. If it makes you feel better I'm gay too." Eddie said, confidently. Richie looked up and smiled. "Thanks Eds, that really helped."

Eddie smiled and looked at Richie's lips. Richie doing the same, and then they started to subconsciously close the gap. Once their lips touched Eddie placed a hand on Richie's face. They kissed for a few more seconds and then pulled apart. "You kissed me-" Richie said, hovering a finger over his lips, still tingling. Eddie nodded. "Yeah I guess i did." They sat in silence for a moment and then Richie spoke up. "Can you do it again?"

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