trashmouths wife ➵ richie tozier x reader [editing]

18

It had been a weird month since we fought IT. Us losers still hung out, but it was normal. We were all still obsessing over IT. We could be kids again.

September came quick. Beverly was moving away and we'd all agreed to meet up for probably the last time.

We sat in the field, in a circle. Talking about IT again.

"I can only remember parts." Bev said- talking about the 'dead lights', "i though i was dead. That's what it felt like. I saw us, all of us together back in the cistern, but we were older, we were our parents ages."

"Am i still handsome as an adult?" Richie asks holding his hands up to his chin.

"You grow into your looks." Bev says

"What the fuck does that mean." Richie laughs looking towards me, making me chuckle.

"what about me?" Stan asks

There was a sudden silence and bev looked worried

"like now... but taller." She says

Bill suddenly stands up, holding a piece of glass he found of the floor, "Swear it. s-swear if it isn't dead, if it ever comes back, we'll come back too."

We all stood up, some more hesitant then others.

Bill walked around the circle, cutting our palms. Each time, everyone wincing was bill cut into their skin. I mean expect bev, she didn't wince at all.

*Where gonna get AIDS!¡*

We stood around the circle, all holding hands. "i gotta go." Stan says, "i hate you." He suddenly smiles making us laugh.

"i'll see you later." Stan says

"bye stan."

Eddie was next to go, hugging richie before he left.

"come on, lil one." Richie said pulling me into his side and wrapping his arm around my waist.

"i'm not that short." i moan, frowning.

"alright shorty." Richie mocked

"shut up!" i say pushing him.

"come on hot stuff, i'm only teasing..." He said smirking

"well if i'd known, that's what we were doin-" i was cut off by the losers coughing

"we're still here." Beverly said

"whoops..." i said hiding my laugh, until i met richies gaze and we both burst out with laughter as we waved bye to the losers.

i interlocked my hand with richie's as we walked off.

"Your so sexy." Richie said wrapping his arm around my waist again.

"Did you move your hand lower, four eyes?" I laugh.

".. and what would happen if i did?" He asks smirking.

"hmm, well maybe you'll have to find out." I say meeting his gaze.

I feel a light tug at my wrist pulling me backwards. I spin around to richie.

I pulls my towards him and places his bloody hand on my cheek. He slowly pulls away. I place my hands on his shoulders and pull him into a longer kiss.

I feel his arms wrap around my waist and he slowly moves them further down. "H-hey." I mumble disconnecting our lips.

"But- y/n." Richie sulks.

I grab his hand, "I'm not doing anything in a field richie!" I chuckle.

"BETTER GET TO MY PLACE THEN!" Richie says and cheerfully walks away.

"Where are you going?" I ask

"MY PLACE." He smirks, running back towards me and pulling me along.

"You are such a dork."

He suddenly stops right in his tracks, "I love you." He says turning around to look at me.

"I-I've wanted good say it for a while now. But i didn't know how.." Richie says nervously, looking everywhere, expect at me.

"It's not like me to throw that word around, you know." Richie says nervously. Scratching the back of his neck.

"Richie. I love you too." I say pulling him into an embrace.

"thank fuck." Richie mumbles letting out a sharp exhale.

"Now it's out, i'm never gonna stop saying it." Richie says

"I know."