The Aftermath (Reddie)

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Ok, before we begin, I just wanna say thank you to the comments on the previous chapter, ya'll almost made me cry. I appreciate the support so much, it literally makes me smile. Thank you again, I'm feeling better rn overall, ig thanksgiving gets me stressed.

To any of those part of the LGBTQ+ community reading this and also dreading thanksgiving bc of your judgmental families, I'm here for you guys, gals, and nonbinary pals. Idk how many reading this are straight or are gay or trans or whatever, but if you want to comment any of your fears or anxiety that you have for thanksgiving I will be here for support and whatnot.

Idk if that will help or not and it is totally up to you to comment. Also you do not have to be a part of the LGBTQ+ community to comment any anxiety you have towards thanksgiving, I just notice that there is usually more judgment in that area (at least in my fam)

Sorry for this long rant but I want you all to know that I love you lots and I hope your thanksgivings go as well as they can.

Eddie's POV

I was so fucked.

I was too busy celebrating Richie's birthday that I didn't finish my homework. I had meant to do it after the party, but then I decided to be a dysfunctional gay crushing on his best friend.

I had also meant to do my homework before school started, but I was too busy thinking about last night and how much I loved to kiss Richie.

When I failed to hand in my homework, my teacher sent me out into the hall to 'think about my actions and where I will go in life,' whatever the fuck that meant.

So I sat with my back up against a locker and my feet sprawled out in front of me, with no intention of doing my assignment. It was math. I sucked at math.

If Richie was here he could help me, he was a genius, a fucking annoying genius that I decided to crush on. I think I proved that being gay wasn't a choice, cause why the fuck would I have chosen to want to be close to the dirty minded asshole that I called my best friend.

"Kaspbrak!" my teacher barked, "you can come back into the classroom now."

I groaned and trudged my way back inside to my seat.

"You can turn in yesterday's assignment tomorrow along with the one I assigned today."

Thank fuck.

I smiled fakely, "okay."

I needed to enlist in some help from Richie, which definitely wasn't just me trying to get closer to him...

I was in the deep end, great.

I just kept thinking to myself, 'Richie?? Really? You had to be gay for him?'

I mean I had known for a while that I liked him more than a friend, I knew that wanting to kiss someone wasn't exactly platonic, but I hadn't really let it sink in to it's full affect until I was making out with him.

Was he hot? Yes. Those patterned shirts and thick glasses just improved his dorky charm.

Was he smart? Yes. Smarter than me by far.

Was he funny? No...maybe....

Was he annoying? Hell yeah.

Fuck me.

The bell rang, time for lunch.

Time to see Richie again.

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Another sort of filler chapter, more juicy stuff will happen soon. I promise.