𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙪𝙫 [𝘐𝘵 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤]

𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞.

A/N I'm calming down with the TEMPLY (there are you happy now -birdboy )
stuff...for now
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Stan was extremely distracted in his classes before lunch thinking about only two things. What happened in the bathroom and how he needed to act around Bill. He didn't want to tell Bill yet. Richie even let him wear (and keep) a spare hoodie he had in his locker to hide his blooming hickeys on his neck.

Once lunch rolled around Stan grabbed his things and rushed out of the classroom toward the lunchroom to meet up with the rest of the Losers. Sure enough everyone was already there, besides Bill since he tends to get out of class a little later than the rest of them. As soon as Stan sat down he and Richie's eyes met for a split second before they looked away, trying to act as if nothing happened between them.

Look what you've done, Stanley, Stan thought. You've become a cheater and you made one of your friendships awkward.

Bill soon arrived with his tray of food since he just got out of the lunch line and placed a peck on Stan's cheek. Stan smiled a believably real smile and shot Richie a quick sorrowful look. "H-hey hon." He whispered as he sat down and Stan repeated it back to him quietly. "W-where did you g-g-get that hoodie f-from?" He asked. It seemed familiar, but he never saw Stan wear it. Stan never really wears hoodies. "Richie let me borrow it. I was cold." Stan responded quickly, earning an understanding nod from Bill. Good, he believes me, Stan thought.

"Uh, are you two going to get lunch?" Mike questioned as he pointed at Stan and Richie. That's odd. Why didn't Richie get his food if everyone else did and he got there before Stan. "Oh, yeah. Right." Stan mumbled as he and Richie stood up and walked over to the lunch line. Once they got into a good spot in the line where they couldn't be seen from the table the Losers were sitting at Richie rested his chin on Stan's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind. 

"Why, hello there beautiful." He said softly into Stan's ear, causing a shiver to go down Stan's spine. Stan couldn't help but laugh a little as she shrugged him off and carefully moved Richie's hands away, being weary of his broken finger. "Get off of me you big idiot, they could see us." Stan giggled out. "Actually they can't, I made sure of it." Richie says, pointing over to where the table was, showing that they would definitely be out of view of them. He looked at Richie's hand and noticed a little make-shift splint that kept his broken pinky finger and held close together. 

"Hmm, so you went to the nurse." Stan nodded over at the splint. Richie nodded. "Yep. She said I'll have to actually go to the doctor to get a legitimate cast because it's definitely broken." Richie explained as they moved forward in line. Stan shook his head in disappointment. "Hey, at least I got to make out with you though." Richie added with a smirk. "Shut up, dumbass. Someone might hear you." Stan gritted through his teeth. "Well, whenever we decided to continue what we started in the bathroom, we'll see which one of us people really will hear." Richie retorted. Stan elbowed him in the side before he held his tray out toward the lunch lady. Richie groaned in pain and Stan grinned to himself as he walked out and back to the others.

Stan sat down at the table with the most evil grin on his face. "Um, why do you look like you just killed someone?" Eddie asked apprehensively. Stan looked over at him and tilted his head a bit with a wider grin before looking back down at his food. Richie soon came back to the table and sat down, smiling a bit too. Everyone looked back and forth at the two and Bev noticed something. "Stan, can I talk to you for a sec?" Bev asked, causing Stan to look over at her and nod. They both stood up and walked out of the lunch room toward the lockers. "What's up?" 

"Are those hickeys?"

A/N I might update again later I don't know yet

Fact#9: I have a snake named Richard lmao