Richie wrapped his knuckles to a fist, he began knocking on eddies bedroom door. Patiently waiting for an answer. A couple seconds pasted without an answer. He gripped the doorknob and swung the door open. Their Richie saw what he never wanted to see, something that made him sad, mad, and confused all at the same time.
Eddie sat at the end of his bed, kissing Bill. Richie was furious. He glared before finally saying "what the fuck!"
"What the actual hell is going on!" Richie pleaded as he walked closer toward then, ready to punch Bill in the fucking throat.
"R-R-Richie it's not what it looks like."
"Well than, what the hell is it?!"
"W-well-" Bill stuttered.
"Spit out B-B-Bill!" Richie mocked his stuttering.
Richie took his eyes to Eddie, eddie sat there with a smile on his face.
"Eddie...?" Richie said confused at why he hadn't said one word and had a smile on his face?
"Hey Richie, how's it going." Eddie squeaked.
"Are you kidding me right now!"
"A-A-Are you K-kidding me rig-" Bill started to mock Richie.
Richie shoved him and began punching him. His face began to fade to a whiter pale look. Richie didn't let it stop him until, Bill's whole face had turned to IT's. Their Richie was punching the shit out of a creepy clown.
"beep beep Richie!" IT shouted, jumping to the floor.
Richie backed up slowly as the clown followed, he put his back to the wall, and he slide down. Resting his head in his legs trying not to panic. He began breathing heavy and kept telling himself 'none of this is real, it's all fake. It's just a bad dream.'
Richie stayed like this not raising his head. Tears started to fall, he wiped them with the back of his hand, and kept crying, not because he was scared but because, what if he really lost Eddie. He couldn't lose him.
"Rich, Richie I'm here." A familiar voice said softly as Richie was still crying on the ground.
Richie looked and their stood the boy he loved and always would love.
"Eds."
Without even asking Eddie brought Richie to a hug. Richie gripped him tightly crying on his chest. Eddie did the same, including the crying part. Whenever Richie cried, Eddie cried, because he cared so much about him. Eddie had one hand in Richie's hair, the other around Richie's torso.
Richie's loud, heavy breathing, crying had stopped and turned to soft sniffles and no tears. Richie lifted his head, looking at Eddie. Eddie smiled lightly, his eyes still leaked tears as he stared at Richie. Richie taking his thumb and wiping each tear that rolled to his cheek. Eddie leaned and kissed his soft lips, Richie was surprised because the only kissing the did was on the cheek or forehead, but this was magical. Richie deepened the kiss before pulling away.
"I love you Eds"
"I love you too, just don't call me that." He said with a smile.
"You know you love it." Richie snorted.
"Whatever you say Rich." Eddie said as he pushed Richie's glasses back to the correct position.
Richie began to tell Eddie what happened.
"So what are your fears Richie, like all of them?"
"I have two." Richie said.
"One is losing you, two is clowns."
Eddie smiled slightly, "I'm afraid of losing you to." The smile fading as he said this.
Eddie pulled Richie in for another kiss and a hug. They stayed in this hug for a long time after everything happened.
"All never, ever leave you Richie."
"All never, ever leave you Eddie."
