richie/eddie oneshots

a simple press on the lips.

Summer:

First kisses were weird.

Why would you kiss someone, germs easily manifest on lips. Why would you hold someone's waist when you have no clue where they're clothes have been?

Eddie's mom had always told her baby boy that the outside world was dangerous, contaminated with different diseases just waiting to eat you whole.

The small boy had always been caged in, inside his room. Taking the medication his mother provided him with, it was a daily routine.

Until he met, Richie Tozier.

He was the most obnoxious person to begin with, his hair was messy and was never brushed, and his chapped lips; he seemed to have the biggest glasses that didn't look clean at all, judging by the small smudges Eddie Kaspbrak could spot from a mile away.

Even so, Eddie Kaspbrak wondered what it would feel like to kiss Richie Tozier. Hold his hand, kiss his cheeks, he wondered what it would feel like to have Richie Tozier love him.

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Autumn:

"Eddie Spaghetti! What a wonderful time to be seeing you today." Richie spoke in a british accent, earning an eye roll from the smaller boy.

"Keep talking trashmouth, maybe you'll attract the whole entire population with your loud ass."
Eddie sighed, getting on his bike; Richie followed suit.

"Maybe I'll attract some hot ladies, don't ya' think so Eds?"
Richie paddled ahead, circling around Eddie.

"Yeah, let's hope they actually fall in love with you. Dipshit."

I don't want anyone to fall in love with you, Richie.

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The duo raced towards the Tozier's household, quickly getting off their bikes and making their way into Richie's home; of course, no one was probably there, No one was ever there.

That's why Eddie was there.

The two ran up to Richie's room, throwing their bags on the floor and flopping down beside each other on the floor. Each were panting heavily, and the sound of leaves brushing against the concrete were heard from the open window.

"I-I am neve-never racing with you, again. Mark my words Richie Tozier."
Eddie breathed out, grabbing is inhaler; he placed in his mouth and finished quickly, shoving it back into his fanny pack.

"Come on, Eds. I know you like it."
Richie gave out a tired chuckle, running a hand through his curly hair.

Winter:

The icicles were hanging down from the Kaspbrak's roof, and laughing and scolding was also heard; partly because of Richie. The rest were the two best friends enjoying Christmas break, the snow fell outside into piles. And Eddie had made hot chocolate for him and Richie.

Christmas music was blasting, and the boys were sprawled out on Eddie's bedroom floor looking at magazines with different things they wanted for Christmas.

"Hey! I should get a dildo for your mom, she get's pretty lonely without m-" Richie's glasses suddenly dropped to the floor; a pillow chucked at the taller boy's face.

"Shut the fuck up, you're ruining Christmas grinch." Eddie glared, flipping to the next page of "Toys for Holiday Joy!"

Eddie Kaspbrak took this as a sign of victory when hearing nothing, but never expect a victory from Richie Tozier. He always had ways, which always lead Eddie to believe that Richie was infested with a disease that makes him not lose at anything, Stupid but plausible! Eddie exclaims each day inside his head.

Eddie found the boy that was perfectly healthy, to a limp faint body on the floor; Eddie panicked, looking around for some sort of injury that could've caused Richie to just collapse. This has never happened to Richie, and never was expected.

The smaller boy was panting heavily, shaking Richie a few times. He couldn't even talk, his throat was hitched and he was shaking violently.

"R-Richie! Get up! P-Please, no you can't d-die.. I haven't even gotten the cha-chance to tell you.. Richie! Oh god, no, no, no.." Eddie spoke faster than anyone's heard before, he was shaking even more now. What if Richie had heard him? Oh god, he'll know for sure.

Suddenly, two warm arms grabbed a hold of Eddie. Grabbing him to join Richie on the floor.

"Ah— Mmph!"

A simple press of the lips,
Richie's lips felt so good against his, warm and soft. Not what Kaspbrak expected at all. Richie chuckled halfway into the kiss, giving a small peck before leaning back.

"You fuck- Dipshit. I hate you."
Eddie's face was entirely red, his ears were even red! Richie smiled. Happy to finally (maybe) call this boy his.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's bad to swear on Christmas Eve my darling." Richie used another accent, presumably another british one.

"God, I hate you! Do you know how much germs we just shared?"
"Well, we'll be sharing a lot more in this relationship Eds. Get used to it."

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Spring:

The sound of birds chirping after that harsh winter.. It sounded like heaven. The clouds and skies were finally bright and blue, and flowers were grown all over Derry.

The duo had biked their way into the Barrens, sitting on the grass next to each other.

The smaller boy smiled when Richie pressed a small kiss onto his lips, oh man,

Spring couldn't get any happier.