* y/c/n = your character name*
"Well, I'm starting to get itchy now and I'm pretty sure this is not good for me."
"Do you use the same bathroom as your mother?"
"Sometimes yeah."
"Then you probably have crabs," Richie jokes as he looks over at you just to catch your reaction but you were expressionless as always.
"That's so not funny."
"B-Be careful y/c/n," Billy takes your hand in his and helps you down where the grey colored water is only ankle-lengthed.
Richie continues to watch you while you go deeper into the tunnels with Billy.
"Aw is somebody jealous," Eddie jokes in a sarcastic tone allowing Richie to glare at him in response, "you coming in or what?"
"Nuh-uh, it's greywater."
"What the hell is greywater?"
"It's basically piss and shit, I'm just telling ya. You guys are splashing around in millions of gallons of Derry pee."
Richie picks up a long branch that's been detached from a tree and brings it close to his face, "Are, are you serious?"
"Doesn't smell like caca to me, senor."
You begin to drown out their annoying voices as Billy looks over at your direction, "y-you s-still like h-him?"
"Oh be quiet Billy."
"So y-you d-do?"
"Shut up. The only reason you even know in the first place is that you read my diary which was supposed to be private. Besides he could never like someone like me."
"I-I don't k-know y/c/n. He t-tries r-really hard t-to impress y-you from my p-pers-spective."
"Well, if you were right. If he has as much balls as he says he does, he'd be the man and tell me instead of making me wait."
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Finn Wolfhard Imagines
FanfictionJust some cute, tiny imagines on the it//st star. No sexual scenes cause c'mon he's like 10. Requests are open. Enjoy :)