"What are they doing?"
"Look how cute they look!"
"Th-they're cuh-cuh-cuddling..."
Eddie stirred awake at the sound of his friends voices and sat up, only half awake. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and slowly opened them to see Bill, Beverly, Ben, Stan, and Mike all hovering above him and Richie.
Eddie immediately looked to his right to see Richie still asleep, oblivious to what was happening. It occurred to Eddie that they had fallen asleep together, cuddling, Eddie in Richie's sleeping bag. And apparently all the other Losers knew now too.
"Richie!" Eddie shook Richie awake.
"Mmh!" Richie groaned in response, grabbing his pillow and whacking Eddie with it softly.
"Rich. E!" Eddie shook Richie harder this time until the taller boy finally sat up.
"What, Ed's?!" Richie scolded Eddie as he sat up, their legs still intertwined from the night before. Richie dragged his hand through his messy jet black hair and reached for his glasses.
Once Richie's glasses were on and he adjusted his vision, he saw what Eddie had woken him up for as he noticed the five other Losers standing above him and Eddie.
"Oh, shit." Richie said under his breath, quickly scrambling out of the sleeping bag him and the asthmatic boy were sharing.
"You two looked comfy," Beverly commented, a smirk crawling onto her face.
"S-shut yer' trap, Marsh!" Richie defended himself quickly, casting a quick glance at Eddie.
"Wuh-why were you t-t-two cuh-cuddling?" Bill asked as Eddie also climbed out of the sleeping bag. He noticed how all the other Losers were already dressed and he checked the time on Bill's clock.
11:45am, it read.
"I, was uh..." Eddie tried to think of a believable excuse. "I was cold and Richie said it would be fine to, uh, cuddle." Eddie glanced at Richie, a look that said, 'You better not say anything stupid and go along with this'.
"Yep," Was all Richie said, looking down in shame.
"Mhm." Beverly hummed, "whatever you say."
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Once Richie and Eddie were finally done getting ready for the day, Bill led them all downstairs to where breakfast was currently being made by his mother. Pancakes and sausage.
"Morning, sweetheart," Bill's mother greeted him as him and his friends walked into the kitchen and sat around the table.
"M-mornin', Mom," Bill greeted back, placing a small kiss onto her cheek.
"Well," Sharon started. "I hope you all like pancakes." She finished and set down all seven plates, each having two pancakes settled on it covered in sticky syrup, along with a sausage.
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"T-Thanks for the p-p-p-pancakes Muh-Mom." Bill thanked his mother as she collected everyone's plates and set them in the sink to wash later.
Bill motioned to everyone to follow him upstairs.
"What are we today, Big Bill?" Richie asked Bill as they all walked into Bill's room.
"We're guh-going down t-t-to t-the Quarry." Bill returned. "Gr-rr-ab your s-shoes." Everyone heeded.
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"Come on, Eddie!" Beverly yowled at Eddie from the bottom of the stairs where everyone was waiting for the smaller boy.
"Hold on, I need to grab my inhaler!" Eddie made Beverly aware as he was searching through his small duffel bag. Finally he pulled out his blue aspirator and stuck it in his fannypack and joined the rest of the group, heading outside to go to the Quarry.
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"Alright, who's f-ff-first?" Bill asked everyone, standing above the tall cliff with everyone else in their undergarments.
"I'll go, I guess." Beverly replied to Bill, stepping a few steps back. "Sissies." And with that, Beverly ran forward and launched herself off of the cliff, yowling as gravity pulled her towards the dark blue water beneath them.
"Typical Bev." Richie commented as a huge splash sounded from below them where Beverly had landed in the water.
"Come on!," Beverly yelled from the water. "The water's fine! Unless you're all yellow-bellies!"
"You're on, beaverly!" Richie yelled back at Beverly, stepping back and setting his glasses down, and then mimeographing Beverly's former motions as the tall lanky boy cannonballed into the water as well, yelling, "CANNONBALL!," on the way down.
Eddie heard loud laughter and splashing from below him and he saw Beverly splashing huge waves of water at Richie. "I'll go next." Eddie suddenly commented without even thinking, he was desperate to receive the attention from Richie as well.
"That's a first." Mike laughed, which caused the others to also begin laughing.
Eddie landed in the water with a splash, submerging underwater one second and resurfacing the next.
"And Ed's gets off a good one!," Richie said in his announcer's Voice, his hands covering his mouth.
"Shut up, dickwad." Eddie replied good naturedly and he pushed a huge wave of water over Richie's head.
The rest of the other Losers also finally made their way into the Quarry, first Bill, then Mike, then Ben, and then Stan.
"Suh-something touched my f-f-foot!," Bill suddenly screeched, grabbing the attention of the other Losers.
Richie ducked his head underwater to investigate, and then popped his head back up a few seconds later. "Turtle." Richie said.
Eddie noticed the way Richie's eyes didn't look as big without his glasses and the way his freckles appeared more vividly in the sunlight, and he felt his heart rate quicken, the tip of his ears turning hot. Eddie's mind suddenly flashed with the memory of the kiss they had shared the previous night, and how they had both ended up sharing the same sleeping bag.
He felt hot with shame and embarrassment.
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A/N: Help, why does this chapter suck actual dick (Not the good kind) 💀
