Richie x Will (Ryers)

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An: this photo gives me life-

{3rd person holy shit}

Back to school we go, it was probably as you expected.
Richie strutted into school with Stan wearing the new outfits they both got, Will was honestly just stunned. He had looked so different but he looked breath taking. Will couldn't stop staring at him with every moment he had. Occasionally the two would lock eyes for a second, Will shooting his head away before rubbing the back of his neck, only to talk to Eddie. Richie would flush red aswell, but only looked away, giving Will the opportunity to look back and check him out.

"Well? Are you going to talk to him?" Eddie said gently nudging him while Will was in his trance.
"What?- Oh god no. I could never." Will rambled on.
"We talked about this yesterday Will, if you don't I will shove you into him."

{W}

"Eddie I can't, this it stupid, I'll just... write him a note." I got out a piece of paper and just wrote a basic 'Meet me behind the school during lunch'.
Eddie almost cringed, he face palmed himself before mumbling, "pussy." I only gave him a look. "Why don't you talk to him then?"
"Maybe Will, just maybe my situation is possibly worse then yours?" Eddie raised an eyebrow, and I wasn't going to argue. "Touche."

{R}

I swear to god if this mother fucker doesn't make a move I'll loose my shit.
"Staniel! Come on, what is the worst that could happen?'" The taller boy looked at me with a red face, "He could see me?!"
"Pussy. You're more dom then Bill, grow a pair and talk to him, he's literally your friend-"
And speak of the devil, Bill walked over due to me and Stan carrying on like shits. "Y-You guys okay?" Bill asked, looking at me, then at Stan. I smirked at the both of them, "Just peachy, I'll see you later!" With that I just ran around the corner to hide.

{Stan's pov}

Okay- just act like nothing is wrong. "Just a disagreement, don't worry." I said before flashing him a smile. Bill smiled back, his pale skin slowly beamed a soft pink, holy shit he is cute. "You look different," Bill said, only then he turned more red before stuttering, "I-I mean.. dif-differently good, i-its n-not a bad thing, i-it suits you." Bill would only stutter if he got embarrassed, or only sometimes. "Thanks. I just wanted to try something new." I played it off chill, but inside I was really having a panic. "W-Well, it looks pretty- good, p-pretty good." Bill pushed a bit of his hair back out of his face nervously. "Thank you again Bill. What do you have first up?"
The small boy quickly got out his time table to check, I could tell he was very worried  about this aswell am I. "I-I have English." He looked up at me, "Same, do you wanna like, walk with each other." I gave him another smile as he returned it, "S-Sure!" He beamed, straightening up his stance confidently. And we were off.

HELL YEAH!!!!

{R}

So after I left I went to my locker, a note falling out of it, I picked it up and it was definitely from Will. The hand writing. With a sigh I put it in my pocket then grabbed out my books. "Holy shit Tozier, you're looking more like a fairy then ever." Henry spat sarcastically. I didn't answer him. Only continued with my day. I closed my locker with as hum before walking past him, which pissed him off. "Don't walk away from me faggot!" He grabbed my sweater, pinning me against a wall, causing me to whimper quietly. "Do you know what happens to little pricks who ignore me?" He growled, leaning closer to me. I scrunched up my nose, "You really need to brush your teeth man." And before you know it, I was jabbed in the stomach, then  dropped on my ass. I almost let out a small wheeze but held it in. "What's wrong fag, can't get up?"
Kick
To the chest. This was more painful then I thought, I felt like I couldn't breath. Bowers leaned down and gripped my neck, only making this worse.
"Stop it!" Both of us turned and saw Will, "You've got to be shitting me." I wheezed out before he dropped me again, I couldn't help but to cough up a lung.
"Leave now Byers." The mullet demanded. "No." Will stood his ground, which was a stupid thing. Henry started walking to him, I quickly swung my bag around to wrap it around his ankle, tripping the bastard. Will rushed over to me, I forced myself up before him and I ran for it. "You fucking faggots!" Bowers yelled from down the hall.

We made it outside, I leaned against the tree to catch whatever breath I could. Will was bent over with his hands on his knees, quietly panting. After moments of silence I turned to him, "I didn't ask for your help by the way." Will looked up at me pissed, "Well a thanks would be nice." He said before standing up.
"I was fine with almost getting choked to death anyways. Look while we're out here what do you want, I got your note and I know it was you." I breathed out. My chest was still aching.
"Rich, I'm sorry for how I acted. Look I don't know what came over me, and I shouldn't of blamed it on you, I should've known El would've tried something all because you look like Mike. And I never ever want anything bad happening between us." Will was going to move closer but stopped, he was being held back by guilt, I could tell. His hands started to fumble, and his body tilted from side to side. "Are we like... still a thing?" I asked looking up at him. "Yeah- um. Only if you want to." Will shrugged, I shook my head with a smile, before walking over to him. "Of course I do." With that, we both hugged one another. But he was gentle because of Henry. "I like you," Will muttered into my chest, I kissed his head softly before murmuring back, "I like you too."

Think of it as saying our 'I love you's but softer.