You and Bill have been dating for awhile now. Long enough that his mother trusts you two home alone.
Bill sat playing the piano, you smiled sitting next to him on the piano bench.
His mother taught him over the summer.
"W-w-w-why" he sighed a little at how much he stuttered. "Why don't you try y/n?"
"No I can't" you laughed, "And your stutter is cute stop getting frustrated with it." You added.
He blushed slightly taking his hands off of the piano.
"Here try it. P-p-p-put your fingers.." He trailed off gently placing your hand into a C chord. "Here. Yeah l-like that. " He smiled.
Bill put his free hand around your back, and smiled sheepishly.
"T-t-t-that's a C chord and this.." He said moving your fingers over a couple keys. "Is a B-B chord."
You looked at him when you played, smiling.
He looked back at your returning the smile.
It got silent, your smiles faded, and you both leaned in.
You put your hands around his neck as Bill's door busted open.
"Hey, Bill-shit!"
Richie smirked adding a giggle.
"Richie, p-p-please don't sa-"
"Get ittttttttt, Billllllll"
Bill sighed.
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Just a cute idea I had.
