miller's; richie tozier x reader

22

[a/n: is anyone actually gonna send in entries for the contest i just wanna know]

y/n

richie lost.

when we turned on the flashlight and the two dicks illuminated to a massive scale, the losers commented on richie's non-proportional dick and tiny balls. ingrid's won by a landslide.

the blackout spoiled the fun and everyone was forced to sleep. everyone was knocked out but richie and i. all the losers took place on the floor except for bill and althea, who slept nicely on the bed. ingrid cuddled beverly on the floor next to richie and i.

light illuminated richie and i as we sat facing each other. the flashlight faced towards us, casting a giant shadow of us on the wall.

"her arm isn't gonna be out of that bandage anytime soon, is it?" richie asked, referring to althea's slashed arm.

"don't worry about it, bambi. we've all forgiven you." i caress his cheek. "i'm sorry for trying to be someone i wasn't." he sighed. "baby, stop. you're fine." i chuckle.

"yeah, but i just-" i cut him off by pressing my lips against his. we sit and enjoy each other's aura as we kiss.

we become lost in the kiss. too lost to notice the sound of a polaroid camera take a picture.

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next morning, everyone goes to bill's dining table for breakfast. althea stands wearing her shorts and bill's flannel as she flips pancakes.

"need help?" i ask her as bill passes the next plate of food to the table. "nope. just grab the orange juice and bring it to the table, yeah?" she politely asked.

i nodded and proceeded to the fridge. "oh, by the way," she reached into the tiny pocket in her shorts and pulled out a polaroid picture facing downwards. "this is for you."

i grab the juice and the picture and walk to the table. it was a picture of the shadow of richie and i making out.

"ah-althea took that?" bill asked as he walked behind me. i nodded. "sh-she usually isn't the one to take pictures buh-between the two of us. i-it's usually me." he replies in a surprised tone.

we were all at the table and althea shut off the stove. she brought the last batch of food and we all munched down, complimenting her from time to time. "shit, how'd you cook so well while your arm's still injured?" richie commented from next to me.

the question went unanswered as we all ate the delicious pancakes.

as the losers got rowdy and loud about a new movie, richie and i stayed silent. it seemed like he was thinking about something, someone.

he also seemed a bit tense, his breathing was not normal. "i love you," i whisper to him.

this was the second time richie tozier didn't respond with i love you too.

it felt awkward, i felt like he didn't return the same feeling of love. we weren't an official couple but it sure felt like we were. i joined the losers' conversation and soon, richie did too.

the day was full of board games, movies, and stupid jokes as we all enjoyed being with each other. sooner or later, they started leaving one by one. the only four left were bill, althea, richie, and me.

"s-so do you g-guh-guys wanna go on a double date tomorrow n-nuh-night?" bill smiled as he asked.

"yeah! i'd love that. richie?" i smiled. "i'm free too. where to?"

"muh-most likely at the duh-duh-diner." bill smiled and wrapped his arm around althea.

we discussed times and everything we needed for the date and richie and i left.

i was tucked nicely into my bed, thinking about how well the date would go until i hit a thought.

what the fuck do i wear?