Reddie Nights

🔸Shot 38 ~ Dissolving Demons🔸

WARNING - MATURE CONTENT
The Losers are 16-17

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EDDIE'S POV

"Are you sure is is a good idea?" I queried Bill.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's j-just us L-Losers at my place. Why?"

"I don't know" I shrugged, "I just have a bad feeling..."

"You m-mean an I'm-in-l-love-with-R-Richie, feeling?" Bill teased.

I shot him a glare.

"N-No! And don't act like we don't know who you're in love with, Bill" I sneered.

His face flushed red and he immediately closed his lips. He didn't speak another word until we heard a knock at his door.

"I'll g-get it" he smirked, and made his way over to the door.

I hopped off the counter and followed him. He opened the door to reveal Stan and Richie. They talked for awhile, inaudible to me since I was still in the kitchen while they were at the front door. Then I heard his voice.

"Good to see ya, Big Bill"

Richie.

He patted Bill's shoulder and shoved past him, making him fall into Stan. I watched as he chuckled nervously and talked to Stan before pulling him inside. Richie greeted me in the kitchen.

"How ya doin', Eds?" he smirked.

I hopped back up on the counter and smiled at him.

"Hey, Rich"

He grabbed a drink from a red solo cup on the counter and sipped it. He strolled over to my spot on the counter and leaned against it.

"Would you look at those two?" he gestured with the cup.

I followed his eyes to Stan and Bill who were standing close to each other and talking in the living room.

"What do you think, Eds?" he chuckled.

"They look so in love" I observed.

"They'll be fucking by tonight"

"Beep Beep, Richie" I rolled my eyes, but once he started laughing, I couldn't help but laugh with him.

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Ben, Mike, and Beverly arrived soon after that, and Bill cranked up the music and poured more drinks. Stan and I stuck with water to stay sober. After awhile, Stan and I were the only sober ones. I leaned my shoulder against the living room wall and Stan joined me, leaning his shoulder on the wall as well. We watched as the rest of the Losers drank, laughed, and danced like they were learning to walk.

"Look at those goofs" I giggled and Stan chuckled as he followed my eyes, then shifted his eyes to Bill.

I followed his gaze at Bill being the goof he is, and watched as a smile slowly curled and settled on Stan's lips. I smiled too.