Reddie Nights

🔸Shot 111 ~ Birthday🔸

This doesn't have to do with this chapter, but can you all be honest with me? Is spending every day with your lover a bad or unhealthy thing? Is it wrong if two 19 year olds want to move in together or sleep together? ~Jae👑

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"Happy Birthday, Trashmouth!" The Losers exclaimed as they gathered around Richie.

Richie rolled his eyes and chuckled lightly.

"I thought I said no surprises, you assholes"

"Well, suh-suck it up, Richie. We're suh-suh-celebrating anyway" Bill smiled, and patted Richie's shoulder.

Richie smirked.

"Suck it up, huh?"

He darted his eyes to Stan.

"Like you've been sucking Stan The Man?"

Bill scoffed and shoved the Trashmouth off of him, smiling a little.

"Come on, Richie, we're your friends. Even though you're disgusting ninety nine percent of the time, we still love you. So shut up and let's celebrate your birth, you jackass" Beverly said laughing.

Richie chuckled and grabbed the red head in a head lock.

"Alright, skirt, you got me there"

The Losers laughed, but Richie could feel the empty presence in the room.

"Where's Eds?" he asked, his tone more concerned and disappointed than curious.

The Losers exchanged looks as Richie's eyes darted around the living room of Bill Denbrough's home.

Stan finally stepped forward.

"Well, it was supposed to be a surprise, but-"

"But what?" Richie interjected, calmly but impatiently.

"Relax, Richie, Eds is fuh-fine. He tuh-told us not to tuh-tell you, but, he's guh-getting you a guh-gift" Bill explained.

Richie breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head smiling.

"Of course he is" he chuckled. "I told that cute motherfucker not to get me anything"

"He's at the Corner-Store, if you wanna catch up to him" Beverly offered.

"Thanks, Bevvie" Richie smirked, and nodded at the rest of the Losers before stepping out to find his Eds.

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Eddie browsed the small but fully stocked shelves of Emerson's Corner-Store, racking his brain for just what the hell kind of gift Richie would want.

He knew that no matter what he gave him, Richie would reject it at first, but Eddie was clueless as to what Richie really wanted for his birthday.

For the past ten years, Eddie was all Richie could think about. Eddie never left Richie's mind. All day, Richie would think about kissing Eddie's lips and all night he would dream that Eddie was laying next to him.