IT Imagines

jealous stan

read my previous 'Texting The Losers Club' chapter to understand where this is going :)

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You tossed your phone down on your bed, frustrated as you quickly grabbed a change of clothes, changing quickly before grabbing a jacket, one that Stan let you have, and grabbing your phone again to walk to Stan's place.

You quickly made your way to Stan's house, seeing him opening the door as you pounded on it.

"Richie won't-"

Stan already had you on his lips before you could continue. "Let's go upstairs." He mumbled against your lips.

You nodded, allowing him to pull you upstairs to where his bedroom was.

You climbed onto the bed, watching him shut the door behind you two as he stared at you for a minute. "That's my jacket." He pointed out.

You nodded, reaching your arms out for him to come to you like you were a child begging for a toy.

He walked over to and pulled you into his embrace, holding you tightly. You sighed in his hold.

"Why doesn't he just leave me alone."

Stan didn't say anything but kept holding you.

You looked up at him to see him smiling at you. "You're mine." He said, his emotions suddenly bubbly.

You nodded, pulling the sleeves of the jacket over your fingers as you pressed yourself further into his chest.

"Can you teach Richie a lesson?" You asked him softly.

He nodded.

"Monday. Right now, I'm tired and i just want to hold you and let you know how much I love you. I want to just relax and have you with me."

You nodded, easily slipping into a phase of sleep.

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Monday came- Stan was tightly holding your hand as Richie stared, sighing at how protective stan was being to you.

"Leave them be, Richie. They're happy in love." Beverly nudged Richie.

He watched you two as you walked down the hallway and into your next class.

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After school, all the Losers were hanging out behind the school to avoid Bowers and his gang. Stan came up with you, both of you laughing while Richie glanced between you two.

"Sorry we're late, guys." Stan apologized.

Your eyes glanced to Richie's as you pressed yourself closer to Stan's side, causing him to look down at you and see where you were looking.

"Stay away from her, Tozier." Stan warned, holding your hand tighter. Your eyes found everyone else's as you smiled at them.

"Don't worry, Stan. I won't mess with your girlfriend. I'm just gonna go." Richie said, walking away from the group.

"Okay, this has gone on too long." Beverly said.

"He's hitting on my girlfriend!" Stan exclaimed.

"But he's also hurt because he loves your relationship. Cut him some slack, Stan."

Stan sighed. "Okay."

You smiled up at him, telling him to lean down to where you could speak to him.

"You know, I like jealous stan. I don't care what they say."

Stan came back up with a red face and a smirk as you smiled widely at everyone.

"Oh god, you two." Beverly sighed, watching as you pulled him to you, planting your lips on his for a few seconds before pulling away.

"Jealous Stan is mine."

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mhmm

author's note above :)

-katherine