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16: Fishnets

WARNINGS: lots of kissing and- other stuff. NOT TOO BAD!
ALSO- Imagine Eddie and Bev's mall trip as Eleven and Max's :), and Eddie's pink / plaid outfit as Cher's yellow one from Clueless!

  "GOD, TOZIER," Eddie huffed, feeling the boy's lips underneath his jaw. They trailed all down it, leading to his collar bone, which was exposed by a loose sweatshirt. His hands ran down Richie's back, clutching at the fabric of his shirt as Richie worked his mouth against Eddie's skin. Richie smiled, momentarily pausing his attack of kisses. "We're going to have to stop soon. Let's make the most of it," Richie whispered, winking. Eddie flushed, stumbling out of Richie's grip on his hips. He pushed Richie backwards, fingers tangling in Richie's shirt. He kissed him passionately, climbing up the tall boy and locking his legs together around Richie. The two were, of course, tucked away in the janitor's closet once more.
  A small sound emitted from Richie, voice wobbly as Eddie sucked on the skin below Richie's ear. Eddie smirked at this, pulling gently on Richie's curls. Richie's hand slipped underneath of Eddie's hoodie and the smaller boy elicited a short gasp, Richie's hand cold to the touch. "We have to- We need to stop," Eddie panted, loosening his legs from Richie's figure. Richie groaned, pulling at his own shirt to keep from revealing his skin. "Fine, fine. We can continue later," Richie smirked, attempting to smooth his curls down. Eddie opened the closet door to reveal Beverly, her lips smiling in excitement. "I knew it! You guys were making out in the closet!!" she squealed, jumping up and down like a fan girl. Richie groaned and slapped his forehead, and Eddie reddened in the cheeks. They hadn't told the losers that they were together for this very reason.
  "Oh my god, we were not! We were just talking!" Richie insisted, hands on his hips lazily. Beverly rolled her eyes, imitating Richie's gesture. "I think the fuck not. Explain the hickeys on your neck!" Beverly persisted, pointing to the angry red and purple marks covering Richie's skin. "Ah, shit!" Richie hissed, pulling at the collar of his shirt in a pitiful attempt to cover them. Eddie eyed Beverly with wide, pleading eyes. "Please, don't tell anyone!" Eddie begged, grabbing Beverly's hands gently. Beverly pretended to think, pondering her choices. "And what's in it for me?" she questioned, blue eyes sparkling mischievously. Eddie had started to sweat, as students making their way in the hall began to stare at the trio. "I'll uhm- I'll go shopping with you and let you dress me up!" he tried, and Beverly immediately agreed. "Yes! Oh my god, I've been waiting for this forever!" Beverly gushed, wrapping an arm around Eddie. Richie's expression sparked with interest. "And.. What exactly will you be dressing him up in?" Richie asked, running to catch up with Eddie and Beverly, who had started to walk away. "Oh, y'know.. Skirts, crop-tops, fishnet stockings.." Beverly trailed suggestively, and Richie practically had heart eyes. Eddie, however, was concerned for his social life with Beverly.
  "What will people think of me? Dressed up like that in public?" Eddie inquired worriedly, and Beverly scoffed. "They'll think, 'Wow! He's so gorgeous. I wonder who his stylist is?'" Beverly laughed, a toothy smile making its way onto her face. Eddie grimaced, but his protests quieted as Beverly led him out of the school, the bell ringing. "Go on home, Richie! We'll meet with you later," Beverly winked, and Eddie climbed into the passenger seat of her car. It was a red convertible, a present from her aunt for her seventeenth birthday. The interior was a fluffy and red material, the seats a suede beige. Overall, it was probably Eddie's dream car. He was thankful Beverly allowed him to cruise in it with her. "So, where are we going first? I have a total of seventy-eight bucks on me from my mom. She insisted on having emergency money but I haven't used it, so I've had this stash for like, six months," Eddie laughed, taking the wad out of his back pocket. Beverly's eyes bulged at the sight of the money, and she grinned. "That's enough to buy you like, four outfits! We're going to have so much fun!" Beverly exclaimed, "and I was thinking maybe.. The Limited?" she suggested, side glancing at Eddie. His face lit up with pure excitement. "The Limited? That's only like, the coolest place to buy clothes!" Eddie guffawed, and Beverly nodded her head.
  As the two pulled into the parking lot of the mall, the two eagerly jumped out of the car and began making a dash for the entrance. "Let's check out The Limited first, and if that's a bust, the Gap?" Beverly asked, and Eddie nodded. As they burst into the first store, Eddie stopped to admire everything. He was in desperate need for a new wardrobe, and every piece of clothing caught his eye. "Ooh! Come look at this, Eddie!" she called, and Eddie raced over to be met with a gorgeous plaid, pink skirt with a slit down the thigh. "Holy shit," Eddie murmured, hands running to the price tag. "Only seven dollars? That's a deal!" Beverly exclaimed, snatching it off of the rack. "A medium, right?" she guessed, eyeing Eddie, who nodded. "Great," she breathed, slinging the skirt over her forearm. Eddie's eyes then darted to another rack, a pair of high-waisted denim shorts catching his eye. The fabric had a rainbow stripe etching each side, and the hems were rolled ever-so slightly. Eddie was in love.
  "Oh my gosh! I need these!" he squealed, picking through the line of them to find a medium. "Oh, Richie's going to love those," Beverly snickered, grabbing them from Eddie and piling them onto the skirt. "Okay, now we need shirts to go with these," she said, legs traveling around the store. "Oh, I found a matching suit jacket for that skirt, Eddie!" Beverly exclaimed, and sure enough, the jacket was plaid and pink with a built-in white shirt. "And don't forget, we promised Richie some fishnets," she reminded Eddie, who flushed. "I don't think-" he began, but Beverly cut him off. "Nonsense! Richie will love 'em," she insisted, leading Eddie around the store. "Bev, this MTV shirt is so adorable!" Eddie gushed, holding up a loose, blue t-shirt with MTV pasted across the front. "Oh, you're right! That'd look good with the shorts," she concluded, snatching a pair of red, heart shaped glasses off of a stand. She admired herself in the mirror with them, and rang them up along with the clothes Eddie had liked. "Cute," the asthmatic commented, seeing Beverly push the glasses up on her nose. She smiled, handing Eddie the bag and his change. "Any other stores?" Eddie asked, and she scoffed. "Of course! Who do you take me for? Actually, don't answer that," she took back, "and I was thinking maybe 5•9•7?" Eddie nodded in delight, skipping out of the store.
  Together they made it to the store, and Eddie eyed a completely black, velvet skirt that stopped just at the mid thigh. He snagged it off of the rack and Beverly giggled, imagining Richie's reaction to Eddie flaunting the skirt. He found the matching top to the skirt- a velvety black tank top with spaghetti straps. He pictured Richie's eyes bugging at the sight of the revealing outfit and smirked. "Oh my god, fishnets would look awesome with this outfit!" Beverly insisted, fingers dancing along the line of different stockings. As they paid for the items, Eddie secretly bought Beverly knee-high black socks, seeing as she'd been casting longing glances towards them while shopping. As soon as they'd gotten in the car, Eddie presented them to the redhead.
  "Awh, Eddie, you shouldn't of!" she cried, hugging Eddie tightly. "Bevvy, they're just socks," he giggled, but Beverly shook her head. "I know.. But I'm just so happy you thought of me," she admitted, winking towards him as she started the car. The drive back to Eddie's house consisted of belting out Madonna songs and Surrender by Cheap Trick. Eddie dashed into the house, Beverly behind him. "Eddie Bear?" Sonia called, and he hurried into the living room. "Hi, mama," he greeted, kissing her cheek happily, "I'm with Beverly. We bought some clothes earlier. I hope you don't mind." Sonia only smiled, eyes lighting up. "Beverly Marsh? Lindsay's kid? I'm glad you're spending time with such a lovely girl," she gushed, ruffling Eddie's curls. Beverly smiled from the kitchen, hearing Sonia's approval. As Eddie ran up the stairs with the clothes, Beverly followed, entering Eddie's room. "Can I use your phone? I'm gonna call Richie," she asked, and Eddie nodded. She dialed the number, and Richie picked up a few moments later.
  "Tozier House, how can I serve your happy ass?" Richie muttered in a British accent, the irritation in his voice evident. "I'm back at Eddie's house with his clothes," Beverly said despite Richie's tone, ignoring his attitude. Beverly could hear Richie exhale sharply, the receiver pressed against his cheek. "Did you.. Get the stockings?" Richie whispered, and Beverly laughed. "Yes, Rich," she giggled, "he's putting them on right now. Eddie, say hi to your sex-crazed lover!" Eddie gasped, pulling the tank top over his head. "Oh my god, Beverly, shut up," he hissed, and Richie laughed his fiery boyfriend's voice. He sounded fiercer over the phone. The sound of muffled screaming and crackling of the receiver filled Richie ears and he stifled a laugh. Finally, a panting Eddie came onto the line. "Hi, RiCH," he breathed, his voice cracking. Eddie winced, and Richie let out the laugh he was holding in. "You got those fishnets on?" Richie asked, a sultry tone in his voice. "Jesus," Eddie muttered and hung up the phone, the plastic clanging in the holder as Beverly laughed her ass off.

  "I hate you, Bev," Eddie snarled before he jumped on her, playfully wrestling with her.

PART TWO WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW.