Reddie Oneshots

🌥️ • It'll be okay. • 🌥️

⛈️: implied s/h, panic attack, make out scene

Richie stood in the middle of his room trying to process what had happened. Large tears fell down his red face and he felt his legs about to give out. "Eddie.." Richie managed to get out. He fell to the ground and buried his hands in his hair.

Eddie Kaspbrack, the love of his life had just dumped him.

"I'm done with this bullshit Richie! I CANT do this anymore. The stupid jokes have gone too fucking far." Eddie screamed at the crying Richie. "E-Ed's.." Richie choked out through sobs. Eddie slapped Richie and turned around. "Don't call me that. Don't call me in general." Eddie said before walking out of Richie's room. Richie's parents walked into the room after seeing Eddie run out of the house. "Richie? Darling are you okay?" Richie looked up and smiled. "All good mom." Richie's parents looked worried then closed the door and walked away. Richie stood in the middle of his room trying to process what had happened.

It was a simple joke. Eddie said something, and Richie said "your mom" after. He guessed it struck a nerve and Eddie finally snapped on him. 'I fucking deserve it.' Richie thought, curling up into a ball on the floor. 'I deserve all of it.' Richie heard a knock at his door and slight voices.

"Thank you for coming, Beverly." Beverly smiled. "It's all good, Mrs. Tozier. Anything for Rich. What's going on?" Maggie sighed. "He's been in his room all day. Wentworth has tried to get him to go see a movie with him, and play ball but Richie is refusing to come out. He hasn't eaten at all! It's starting to worry me." Beverly looked at the door worriedly. "Okay, I'll talk to him." Maggie smiled and placed her hand on Beverly's shoulder. "Thank you, dear. I know how much he loves you."

Beverly finally knocked on the door as Maggie walked away. "Richie, honey, it's Beverly." Beverly smiled as the door unlocked and she stepped inside. The room was messy and things were all over the floor. Richie walked over to his bed and threw himself on it, pulling up the mess of covers. "Richie, what's wrong?" Beverly asked walking over to his bed, sitting on it. She pulled the covers off of his head and smiled as he saw him looking up at her.

"What's wrong?" Beverly placed a hand on Richie's face, running her thumb over his red cheek. "Ed-Eddie.." He sat up and took a deep breath. "Eddie broke up with me." Richie sobbed and shoved his head into Beverly's shoulder. Beverly gasped and threw her arms around Richie. "Oh, baby. I'm so sorry. I'll talk to him for you okay? Can I use your phone?" Richie nodded and laid down on his bed. Beverly walked over to Richie's phone taking it off of the stand and dialing Eddie's number.

"Eddie Kaspbrack speaking."

Beverly whispered into the phone. "Eddie Kaspbrack. Why the hell did you break up with Richie? He's terrible right now! He hasn't gotten out of bed all day. He hasn't eaten or showered or slept." Eddie started crying into the phone and Beverly just listened. "I-I'm sorry! M-my mom had a heart attack w-while I was at school and I wasn't in the right mind, I was so mad and I couldn't think straight. I'm so sorry Beverly I didn't mean to!" Eddie sobbed. Beverly sighed. "Oh, Eddie. Come to Richie's house please."

Eddie sat on Richie's bed next to Richie. Richie sat in his bed with long sleeves and pants on, criss cross. Eddie grabbed Richie's arm, and Richie breathes through his teeth and looks at Eddie as to say 'please let go.' Eddie understands why and puts his hands on his mouth. "I-" Eddie starts as Richie looks at Beverly and shakes his head. "Not right now please." He says seriously. Eddie nods. Beverly stood up and walked towards the door. "You guys need to sort this out. I'll be going home now." They say their goodbyes and Eddie immediately stands up and points at Richie's arms.

"Let me see now." Eddie demanded and Richie hesitatingly pulls up his sleeves and pant legs. Eddie started crying and wrapped his small arms around Richie's waist. "I'm so fucking sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just out of it. My moms in the hospital and I freaked out and-" Eddie was cut off by a pair of lips on his. "It's okay Eddie. Not a lot of people like me anyway you don't need to tell me all of this." Eddie started to cry harder. "No! Richie I love you! I swear on everything I love you! Never say no one loves you ever again. I'm so fucking in love with you!"

"I love you too" Richie choked out between sobs, each holding the other through the tears. They stayed like that for a moment more and then Eddie sat up. "As much as I wanna continue cuddling you, we have to take a look at your legs and arms." Richie nodded and suddenly felt anxiety bubbling in his chest again. He didn't want Eddie to see his cuts. He wanted him to forget about it and hug him until it was all okay.

He silently regretted everything as he walked into the bathroom, hand in hand with Eddie. He sits on the toilet lid and takes off his shirt, and rolls up his pants, and Eddie gasps. "D-did I make you do that?" Eddie said looking up at Richie with apologetic tears in his eyes, threatening to spill out with a blink. "Eds I did it myself, you didn't make me do anything." Richie said barely above a whisper. "But you did it after we fought didn't you." Eddie said, and Richie nodded. "So it's my fault." Richie shook his head. "No! It's not, Eddie." Richie said raising Eddie's chin to face him. "It's not your fault okay?"

Eddie smiled and nodded sheepishly. He obviously still thought it was his fault.

When Eddie applied the last bandaid Richie blushed at the position they were in. Eddie between Richie's knees. Eddie realized and blushed too looking up and Richie's lips. "Can I?" Eddie asked leaning in. Richie smiled and placed his hands on both sides of Eddie's cheeks. "Yeah." He giggled.
Make out scene starts
Eddie closed the gap between them. Richie put his arms around Eddie's neck, Eddie's hands making themself at home on his waist. Eddie squeezed a bit and smiled into the kiss seeing how wrecked Richie got from kisses. Eddie slid his tounge on Richie's bottom lip asking permission for entry. He granted, and Eddie began to explore Richie's mouth. After a few minutes both boys began to lose breath and they parted.
End of make out scene

They placed their foreheads together and Eddie started laughing. Richie pulled back and cocked an eyebrow at the boy. "What?" He asked, confused. "It's just..you get so wrecked when we make out. Like your face goes red and all of that." Richie covered his face and then his ears began to heat up. Eddie broke out into more laughter and Richie removed his hands from his face. He sat back and just stared at the boy.

He felt for a moment.
Maybe
Just maybe
Everything was fine.

He felt as if all his issues had halted and his world seemed to stop. Eddie laughing. That's all it took for the cracks in his flawed person to be covered with a bandaid and healed. Richie didn't notice he began to tear up until Eddie called out. "Rich? Are you okay? I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings. I thought it was adorable." Richie wiped his eyes and smiled. "No- these are happy tears." He smiled through his tears, that didn't seem to want to stop anytime soon. "Happy tears?" Eddie repeated, as if he was trying to believe it himself.

"Yeah. Happy tears." Richie said, wiping his eyes again. "What for?" Eddie asked. "I think everything's going to be okay. I think that as long as your with me I'll be okay, you know?" Richie smiled and wrapped his hands around Eddie's waist. "Yeah, Rich. I feel that way too."

"Eds?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you so much."
"I love you more."

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