Stargazing Reddie

Chapter 2:🌷

The Snowball dance was 2 weeks away, and either Richie or Eddie had asked eachother out.

Ben and Beberly were now oficial since Ben asked Beberly to be his partner, so the couple couldn't be happier.

Richie was sitting on his desk doing homework as the album 'hot space' of Queen played in the background, the one was interupted by the ringing of his phone

"Casa Tozier, Richie speaking" he answered a smile spreading through his face as he heard Eddie's laugh through the line.

"Hey Rich, Mike told me that Bill told him that Stan told him that Ben told him that Beberly wants to throw a sleepover at her house" He quickly explained, Richie had to go through it slowly to understand it.

"You had to memorize that uh? But sounds good, I can pick you up at like 5:00 more or less and we'll go together" He suggested fidgeting with the phones wire.

"Sounds good, see you in like 3 hours" he hanged up checking the clock, and kept listening to a mixtape Richie made him for his birthday, he listened to it everyday since Richie gave it to him, he adored every song in the mixtape not only because of its melody but because Richie made a mixtape for him.

As he layed in his bed, Richie's sweater caught his sight, he left it the last time he stayed at his house and still haden't got the oportunity to return it. He focused in his mixtape again, atleast tried 'how come he possibly forgotten his sweater, its freezing outside! He probably did it to bother me' the boy thought 'well fuck him. And his sweater. I wonder if it fits me' he stayed silent for a second, slowly getting up stroking the sweater's wasted whool 'Eddie, don't even think about it, don't put it on, that's creepy'

He didn't have any willpower and was now listening to Richie's mixtape, in Richie's sweater. It smelled like cigarettes and vanilla, making Eddie remember Richie loves vanilla candles, he found that out when one night Eddie crawled up to Richie's window he saw all his room lighted by different candles, the majority of them vanila, Richie made him promess not to tell any of the losers that same night.

He smiled playing with a loose thread from the sweater and heard someone knoking on the door downstairs.

It couldn't be Richie, so he was probably the delivery guy. He ran downstairs opening the door. Turns out he was wrong.

"Hey Eds" Richie greeted him with a grin plastered into his face.

"I thought you would come at 5:00"
Eddie told him leaning in the door frame.

"Yeah, but Beb needed help so I- wait is that my sweater?" Richie asked turning bright red watching the scene noticing Eddie had the same reaction.

"Oh, this thing? Nah" Richie raised an eyebrow smiling, he was pretty sure that was his sweter "I mean, yes, it is your sweater, obiously, I noticed it was in my room and I was just about to go to your house and give it to you" he made up the most obious lie panicking, hoping Richie would somehow belive him.

"You were going to my house in pijamas?" he playfuly asked leaning forward, overconfidence taking control of him.

"...yes?? Ok no, sorry I'll give it to you" He started taking it of but Richie quickly stopped him

"No no keep it on, I like it, it suits you" He stared at Eddie for a second, the sweater was already big for Richie, so it was ginormous for Eddie, he could get used to seeing him with his sweaters.

"Thanks" Eddie whispered turning around inviting Richie hiding his blush.

Minutes later both were on their way to Beberlys. She no longer lived with her abusive dad, the summer of 89' her aunt discovered what were her horrible living conditions with her dad and moved here. With the help of good lawers and several hours spent in court, she now had full custody of Beberly and her dad was sent to jail. This was a rough process for Beberly, and she faced it with the help of the Losers, her actual family, when she said thous words to the Losers they all started crying like maniacs.

"Good afternoon its so nice to see you" Martha (Beberly's aunt) greeted them giving both boys a hug, the one was returned gratefully, Richie and Eddie didn't have the best maternal figures, so their relationship with Martha meant a lot to them, this sort of applied to all the Losers, who needs therapy when you have Martha???

They went to Beberly's room finding Beberly nervously going through a big box in front of her

"Guys I'm freaking out I need help. Eddie I need you to get the flufliest blankets you can find in the livingroom and Richie I need you to help me untangling this lights" Eddie gave her a thumbs up running to the livingroom, Richie started with his task, but quickly stopped looking the glare Beberly was sending him.

"What?"

"Why was Eddie wearing your sweater?" she gasped "WAIT DID SOMETHING HAPE-" She was aggresively shutted by Richie who was pointing at the open door of her bedroom.

"No, nothing happened like that" He whispered as Beberly gripped tightly into his shoulders.

"Dude, you have glasses and still you're blind. He likes you. Ask him to the dance or someone else will, and you know that." The redhair whispered back. Richie knew that was true, he had to actually make a move, but everytime he did so he would start saying stupid shit non-stopped, Because now Ben and Beberly were dating, Richie got much more pressure from her to ask Eddie out than usual.

They placed the lights all around Beberly's room, brought snacks, the blankets, pillows and sofas were set and people started coming