Pretty Deadly (Richie Tozier x Reader)

Cuddles

-Y/N)'s POV-

She sat on the cold hardwood floor shaking trying to comprehend what happened. Her mother had finished with her client and came into her room. "What's wrong with you (Y/N) I told you to keep quiet when I'm working," she said in an angered tone. "S-sorry mother," (Y/N) replied staring at the wall not daring to face her mother in case she turned into that horrible clown. "Don't do it again," and with that, she left her frightened daughter on the floor without hitting her. (Y/N) was grateful for that. She didn't want to be alone but she didn't want to see the losers. Maybe she could only see one loser, the one who always seemed to make her smile, Richie. She got up from the floor and walked to her bedroom door then stopped. If that thing was still out there she couldn't go out unarmed. (Y/N) walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She walked out of her house the hot breeze hit her as she ran back towards town. She walked past a store and saw him as he walked home. He turned and looked at her shocked.

-Richie's POV-

He was walking home when he felt someone staring at him. He looked up to see (Y/N) looking at him. She ran into his arms and hugged him. He looked down at her and seen the bruises, but all he could focus on was how peaceful she looked with her eyes closed as she hugged him. "Daring since when do you hug me?" he asked. "Since I felt like it." he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. "Make jokes," she mumbled. "The only jokes I make are perverted jokes," he replied. "I know, but they're funny and I want to laugh," she said snuggling her face into his chest. "First you punch me for making jokes and now you want to hear them?" he asked unsure about it. "Richie I've had a bad day just make the damn joke already," she said in a childish voice. "Okay, okay you're hot as fuck but demanding," he said. "Don't hurt me, babe, okay?" he looked down at her with a worried look. "Richie I'm not your girlfriend so don't call me babe and I won't hit you," she said peacefully as they cuddled. He smiled, "Are you my homework cause I want to throw you on the table and do you." (Y/N) let out a small giggle then thought of something to say back. "Are you my homework because I want to throw you in my bag and forget about you," she said. "Haha very funny doll but who would want to forget this beautiful face?" he said dramatically. She stood on her toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Nobody is more beautiful than me Rich." she said. he looked at her face and into her eyes. "Why do you have bruises?" he finally asked. She looked down and pulled away from the hug. "My mother, I-I have to go it's getting late," she said and turned to leave. Richie grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him. "You're still coming to the quarry right?" he asked her. "Yeah, I'll be there Rich." And with that, she left him standing there blushing. He had finally realized she had called him Rich and kissed his cheek.