Pennywise x reader (part 3)

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My my this town is nice! Every corner was just like you remembered. Well...Some... you'd get a tiny lost sometimes. But otherwise it was fun to walk around! The sun was shining bright above your (H/C) head, and you enjoyed it. You'd take out your camera and take some pictures of the places you remembered. Nice memories of you hanging out with your friends...Misha...moved out of Derry.
Billy? Who knows...you didn't see him anymore after the sewer acident as kids.
Tommy boy? Tom was probably out as well. He's never been able to stay on place, even when it came over as a kid he'd-
You suddenly crashed into somebody, falling over to your butt, hurting yourself a little.
"Oh my god I am so sorry! I didn't see you there." A deep, male voice could be heard. When you looked up to give him a nasty stare, you were stunned a bit. The male had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He wore a Brown leather jacket with some black jeans. He was holding out his hand for you, just to help up. You quickly stopped staring, colected your things and grabbed his hand. "Thank you. And don't worry about it, it was an acident" you gave a kind smile.
"Wait... I feel like we've met." He said, narrowing his eyes
"Well, I used to live in Derry but...that was long ago." You tried helping him remember
"...(Y/N)?" He asked, and he hit the target.
"Tommy boy?" You asked carefuly, already smiling a bit at the thought that it's actualy him.
"Yes that's me!" He said, bringing you into a hug and lifting you into air. A rather strong one.. You felt nice in his arms though. Calm, colected, at ease.
"Well haven't you grown into a nice girl.." he said looking you up and down when you were on the ground again. The compliment made you blush a little. You looked to the ground smiling. "I could say the same about you too T..." You looked up in his comfortable eyes. "Well, while we're here...What brought you back to derry?" He asked, giving the smile back to you. "Well...I came here to...I came here so my mental health could get stronger. Remember that old sewer..." And so the conversation began. You two talked about a lot of things, how you two have been, what have you been up to and stuff like that. He'd throw a casual compliment here and there and it was quite clear that he was hitting. It did make you blush...It was nice having someone by your side like that.

"Hey um...Since you're gonna be here for some time...feeling like getting a drink with me? Tomorrow? If you have time of course..." He asked sheepyshly as he put his hands in his jacket's pockets. "W-well...Yeah I have time..." You smiled gently as you confirmed your free time. "Okay. Great. There is a bar at the street I ripped my knee at, if you remember" he pointed behind himself, making you giggle slightly. "Yeah, I remember" you gave him a toothy smile as you opened the door to the motel you stayed at. "Thanks for talking to me. Made my day better" you gave him a last pencil thin smile. "Hey, I had to repay you the damage on the sidewalk" he laughed slightly as you went in.
"See you tomorrow Tommy..." You gave him a nod as he watched.
"Keep it up (Y/N). OH AND I WANNA SEE YOU AT NINE THERE" He yelled as he walked backwards, out of the way. You closed the door and went to your room, smiling like an idiot the entire time... Tom really grew into a looker since you last saw him. When you opened the door to your room you were once more greeted by Snuff sitting on the bed. Kinda weird...You could swear you let him lay down...eh, probably just your mind. You're a forgetfull one. You walked in the room, dressing up for the night and talking to Snuff as if he was listening.

"You wouldn't belive, I met Tommy again! The little boy we hung out with back then. He grew into a looker and...And I think he's flirting with me" you giggled like a school girl that just got invited somewhere "we're going to drink tomorrow. Nothing crazy, just a few beers and then I'll come back. I'm not a heavy drinker and you know it." You said, sitting next to the little plush toy. "You're the best listener" you said, patting the plush a little before you lied under the heavy blankets and cuddled the toy to you. You fell asleep quickly, as you were exited for tomorrow.

Waking up, you relized the sun was far up and you slept long...Well...you've got a lot of time on your hands. Might as well explore Derry again? You got up, dressed and took your camera. Walking out the room, you locked it and looked down the coridor as you usualy did. At the end was a...Red floating baloon. This one wasn't yours though...as your own had popped in the night. You stared at the object for a little untill it floated behind a wall. You quickly walked down the coridor and looked the way the balloon went. It was compleetly dark in there...Oh boy... You breathed in a couple of times before you stood in front of the darkness fully. It felt as if something was watching you from the dark...Like something was there, lurking, breathing, stalking, waiting. You turned on the light of your camera, eyes not going off the dark place and took a photo, aiming the shine into the dark. The only thing you could see in that second though was only...Well...nothing. No baloon, noone standing there, nothing. You...You should probably go. You're getting an uneasy feeling from this. You quickly trotted from the area and walked outside. The rest of the day went pretty normal, with you taking a couple of pictures again. You walked to the city's main area to see some men building something. You asked one of them shyly what's it gonna be. He answered that there will be a fair in the city. You got a bit exited at the thought of a fair. You thanked and continued your stroll around. When you were just about done and got bored you looked at the time anD HOLY SHIT BALLS YOU BETTER RUN. You started speedwalking towards the bar and thankfuly found it fast.

When you opened the door, music, dark and smell of cigarettes with beer hit you. It didn't feel bad, it was just a tiny bit unusual for you. You looked around a little and at one of the stools you noticed a fast moving object. Your eyes focused more on it and you saw your good old buddy's hand waving at you. You walked over to him, gave him a hug and the drunkening could begin.




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