kissing in cars|reddie

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"Get out of my fucking way!!!" He strides through the hall with knitted eyebrows and an angry scowl on his face, he'd received another detention for kicking Henry Bowers in the balls and cock. He grips his destroyed detention slip as he makes his way to room 199, passing dirty white lockers on blue and beige linoleum. And worse, other students.

"Dude, g-ge-get your head out o-of your ass! It isn't a h-ha-hat!" Some nerdy kid says to him when he bumps their shoulders so he could continue on his way.

He turned back to the kid with the stutter, "I hope you get aids and die, Denbrough." He snaps in Bill's face, pointing up his middle finger to the auburn-haired boy.

"Language, Kaspbrak, or you'll serve a week's detention." Says Ms. Gordin, her arms crossed below her mediocre breasts, standing in front of the detention room door. Her body is covered in a purple dress, which showed off too much cleavage for anyone's liking. Who would want to see some old, fat lady's cleavage anyway?

Eddie's jaw clenched as he stomped to his usual desk, by a window in the corner of the room, farther away from most people.

"Suck my mom's clit, Gordin." He whispered to himself, throwing his backpack to the side of his chair on the floor, and sitting himself down. 

He was a grade A asshole.

There were only four other people in the detention room; Beverly Marsh, Richie Tozier, Patrick Hockstetter, and some other guy named Puck, who dug his pocketknife into the desk, carving out the word 'FUCK'.

"Fancy seeing you here again, doll." It was Richie who talked to him. "What did you do this time? Or should I say, who did you do?"

Eddie absolutely hated Richie Tozier.

But then again, he was always at a loss of words in front of him. Richie made fun of his height, voice, and had rumors spreading quicker than a wild fire about Eddie. Well, said rumors weren't necessarily wrong.

"Only your mother. She was moaning too loud."

"Back to your seat, Tozier." Ms. Gordin spoke again, she was closing the door and sitting down in her desk.

"See me later, doll, maybe we could do each other instead."

"I hate you." Eddie's jaw clenched again as he glared at Richie's pale face. "You piece of cow shit. What makes you think-"

"Language."

"-I'd ever do you?"

"Aww, loosen up, Ed's, dear." Richie was going back to his desk next to Beverly. "I know you'd love my twenty inch cock."

Eddie looked out of the window, trying to ignore the bafoon who just spoke to him. Maybe if he let Richie do him one time he could spread a rumor that he'd been given HIV from him.

What was he thinking? Eddie always let his mind wander, sometimes a bit too dangerously.

By the way, everyone knew little Eddie Kaspbrak wasn't straight. And it was never confirmed that he was gay, either. He would ignore all and every question, or punch someone's face.

Getting back to the point, Eddie Kaspbrak hated Richie Tozier. Hot, sexy, tall, edgy Richie Tozier, who always had on his brown leather jacket and headphones around his neck, whose left arm was covered in three tattoos; he was ambidextrous. It didn't help that some girls he used to fuck (like some cheerleaders) did say he had a nice and huge cock.

He prayed to God for Richie to get hit by a bus.

It was three hours of mostly silent detention. He stared at the green chalkboard and imagined drawing a penis on it and saying 'fuck this school' or something. He had smiled at that thought. Then, he played with the zipper on his black jacket; He decided he should do at least a bit of homework, too. He occasionally glanced at Richie and Beverly talking sometimes. The sun began to set at around four.

"You can go home now, just don't try and murder anyone." Ms. Gordin opened the door again, letting the five students go their separate ways and glaring at them as they left the room.

The reasons they were in detention was because Beverly liked to smoke on school property. Richie got into fights and was genuinely an audacious person. Patrick was stupid and shoved his pants down in the hallway for everyone to see his genitals. Puck did graffiti all the time. And Eddie...well, he was a huge asshole to everyone. He also liked punching people's faces.  Everyone knew about his rivalry with Richie. Everyone also knew about how he's slept with people- even grownups- but they don't know why.

Before he could even step into the hallway, Eddie is pulled aside, and slammed against a locker. Not too harsh, but his back might get a bruise. Eddie looks at the pusher, and sees Richie leaning much too close to his face.

"What do you want, dickwad?" Eddie spat at him, wanting to be let go, glaring at the curly-headed fuck. However, he found himself liking the dominance Richie showed in his eyes.

"That offer is still up, in case you're interested."

"What offer?" Eddie scoffed.

"If you want me to fuck you. Or, ya know, you could always just give me the pleasure by blowing me." Richie smirked.

"You're mental if you think I would ever consider that."

"Well, I guess I'm mental, then." Before Richie let Eddie go he said, "Just call me or something, Ed's."

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Eddie walked home, and the sky was dark grey because of the sun setting and the clouds blanketing the town of Derry. He felt awfully tired and just wanted to sleep forever.

"I'm home, ma." He said when he walked through the front door. He was met with silence except for the muffled sounds of a TV in the living room. He felt his eyelids get heavier by the second.

He looked around the corner, ignoring the hunger in his stomach, and saw Sonia resting on her La-Z-boy. Her eyes glued shut, mouth open but she wasn't snoring, and her big leg crossed over the other. She looked almost peaceful. Her form was covered in a pink shirt, her pearl necklace, and purple pajama pants. It was obvious she didn't go to work. The TV was playing the end credits of 'Titanic'.

Eddie sighed and dropped his backpack on the floor, walking into the kitchen which smelled like rotten chicken. It was decided then that Eddie was actually starving; he had almost nothing to eat for two days. He opened the fridge.

"Are you kidding me?" He said to himself as he looked inside. The lightbulb flickered and he saw a nearly empty refrigerator. Only mustard, a pickle jar, and a month-old gallon of milk were in it. He wouldn't be surprised if there were cockroaches living inside of the fridge.

Eddie decided then that his mother wouldn't be buying groceries any time soon. It didn't help that he was broke, no money whatsoever.

And then he remembered the offer.

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hello :) welcome to the story!!

As you can see; there's hella sexual tension between Richie and Eddie heehe