miller's; richie tozier x reader

17

[a/n: thanks for 4k. we appreciate you. papa bless.]

y/n

similar encounters like that would happen through the month. richie would ignore me at school and fuck with my heart after dismissal. however, tonight was different. it was more.

it started with me doing the last part of my homework. i silently sat while i wrote in my notebook. from time to time, i heard the tree branches from the tree in my yard sway a bit. i didn't think much of it other than wind.

so i continued writing and answering, looking to my textbook if i needed to. this peacefully happened until i heard a knock on my window. i jolt and look up.

richie tozier was at my window. "open up, buttercup," i heard from the other side of the window.

i stood from my bed, wondering why the fuck richie would be out there at nine o'clock at night. i roll my eyes and chuckle as i make my way to the window, opening it in a dreadfully slow pace.

"let me in, skinny dipper" he smiled and threw his backpack onto my bedroom floor. "what makes you think i'll do that?" i giggle and bring my hands to fix his collar. "the music and candy i brought." he smirked and brought his hands to my waist, giving me a quick kiss.

"come in, trashmouth." i dragged him into my room and took his backpack. i unzip the bag and look in it. about ten packs of different kinds of candy are in the bag and three cassettes are included.

"really?! all this fucking candy?" i ask as he welcomes himself to my bed. "yes, now get over here." we both giggle as i take a seat on my bed.

"no, closer." i lay down next to him and he wrapped his arm around me. he brought his hand to his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "richie, i'm not letting you smoke in my house." he giggled. "admit that i look hot when i smoke," he bit his lip.

"not if you forgot your lighter, baby." i teased. "well, i guess i left it at home." he grabbed a cigarette from the pack and put it between his lips. he didn't smoke it, he just kept it there to make him feel safer.

"grab my walkman from the table to your left." i whisper and nuzzle into his neck. he grabbed it and pulled a cassette from his backpack. he started playing it and we both enjoyed being next to each other. we ate all the candy we could for awhile. i had one pack, richie ate two in twenty minutes.

now, we stayed listening to the music in silence. we both stopped eating and we faced each other on the bed. his dark curls covered his forehead as i trace the freckles below his glasses. he looked at me with love, his big doe eyes admiring me while he played with the cigarette with his lips.

he reminded me of-

"bambi," i smiled. he tilted his head in confusion. "what, babe?"

"your doe eyes. they remind me of bambi." i whisper as he blushed.

as the intro to africa by toto started playing, richie had been looking at my lips. i started looking towards his. i moved slightly so i was just above him, sitting up. he leaned up and suddenly kissed me. the kiss got heated as he pulled me on top of him, pulling my neck towards him. the music still played through our connected earphones. he quickly took control of me as he slipped his tongue past my lips. he tasted of jolly ranchers and lollipops. his touch was soft on my waist and on my neck as we made out.

air was our last priority as we kissed for minutes. after africa ended, we pulled apart. we were both breathing heavily as i still sat on his stomach.

"you taste of chocolate," he smiled. "you taste of artificial candy flavoring." i giggled.

overall, we made out three times that night. we ate more candy, and we listened to all the music we could. it was now two thirty in the morning, richie needed to leave.

he closed his backpack on my bed as i lay with a hickey apparent on my neck. i was close to falling asleep, so richie wanted to close the window on his own.

"bambi," i whimper out. he looked back at me and hummed. "i love you," i couldn't hear his response as i drift off to sleep.