Oh, my love //: Reddie:\\

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an: hey, guys! I'm working on another reddie fic! Basically Richie works at a Grocery store and meets Eddie and they kinda hit it off, and this one doesn't include pennywise :) <3

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"Do you think we can find them in the arcade again?" Beverly questioned.

I shrugged. "Who knows. Probably, it's very typical." I said.

"Do you actually think Henry Bowers would help us?" Stan said questioning my plan.

I doubted myself. I sighed deeply, nervously as we walked down the street. "All we can do is hope," I said truthfully.

"Maybe he will, Stan. Maybe Bowers can 'turn a new leaf' or something?" Bill tried to give him a positive thought.

We quickly reached our destination. "I'm waiting out side." Stan sighed out.

I nodded. "Yeah, okay. You guys can wait here." I looked to them.

"Like hell. No, I'm going with you." Richie said.

"I won't stop you." I chuckled. "You guys cool with that?" I asked. They all nodded.

I walked in, looking around, walking by all the games. "I don't see him," I said.

"We can ask his cousin, Conner. He's always here." Richie said.

"How do you know Conner?" I asked curiously.

He shrugged off the question. "Lets just find him." He said, grabbing my hand and leading me around. "Hey, Conner!" He shouted.

I looked to see a boy with curly hair turn around, eyes growing wide. "The fuck do you want?" He scowled.

I felt confused as to why they seemed angry at each other, but I'm obviously not about to touch on the subject.

"Look, we just wanna know where Bowers is." Richie huffed out in a hushed way.

He eyed Richie with anger. "And why would I tell you that?" He crossed his arms.

Richie went to spout out something, which was obviously not going to help the situation, so I pulled him back. "Look, it's obvious that you and Richie aren't in a good place right now, but it's is very important that you tell us where Henry is." I said politely. "Please? We wouldn't be here if it wasn't important."

He stared at me for a second. "Fine." He sighed, lowering his arms, putting his into his pockets. "He's at the diner, down the street." He said.

I smiled happily, glancing to Richie. "Thank you!"

He smiled. "Say uh, you're kinda cute. Maybe we could-," he went to speak.

"No! No, no, no. No." Richie said repeatedly as he grabbed me, pulling me out. "Absolutely not."

It clicked in my brain. "I see why you two have beef now." I said.

The other looked at us as we fell out of the doors. "Was he here?" They asked.

Richie stared at me for a minute. "No, but they said he was down at the diner." He said.

"Let's go!" Bev pulled them off.

Richie grabbed me by the shoulders. "Eddie, I love you. I love you more than anything." He rambled out. "But yes, Conner and I had a small thing, okay? It meant nothing and that's why he's pissed at me."

I grabbed his hand. "Richie, it's okay." I kissed his cheek. "I believe you." I made eye contact to assure him I was okay with it. I am. I am perfectly fine with that.