Reddie Oneshots

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Once at  least every month the losers would come together for a weekend at Bill's house for their annual movie night. The boys would all sleep in Bills room with pillows thrown on the floor trying to look for a soft surface. while Bev was down the hall in the spare bedroom.
    During these days it was obvious they were getting over... things. Stan couldn't sleep alone, Bill's stutter got worse, Mike would flinch away at any unexpected movement, Ben's anxiety was worse than ever, Bev couldn't stand anyone touching her (her neck in particular), Eddie was refusing to take any and all medication, Richie had insomnia.

    They were all trying to help each other as best as they could with every new problem that would come up but they were still children and their parents weren't as that oblivious as they had been before. It was impossible for them to deal with everything by themselves. Bill, Ben and Stan's parents had them put into therapy which was helping a bit, of course the parents just assumes it was teenage stuff and dealing with Georgies death.

    Eddie knew he should talk to someone but he had grown to have a distrust of all types of doctors. Bevs aunt was helping her through it with late night talks and expression through art. They weren't sure about Mike, you could never tell with his Grandfather. Richie was drinking more and more caffeine to deal with sleep loss. He was lucky to get three hours a night.

    It was their second meet up, everyone was piled up on Bill's bed. Bill was sitting with his back against Stan's chest and between his legs (they weren't official yet but all the losers knew).Stan was leaning against the headboard. Richie was leaned against the wall with Eddie (they had come out to the losers a week after It that thing) in his lap. Bev and Ben were leaned against the same wall, but they were next to each other. Mike was facing them all at the foot of the bed. They had been sent up to Bill's room nearly an hour ago since his parents were going to bed and it was getting late.

As it was nearing midnight they were all getting ready for bed, Bev had gone and come back after changing into a nightgown while the rest of them all changed in Bill's room.
Bev wanted to hangout before they all fell asleep, when she thought it was safe to come back into the room she opened the door to find more pillows spread across the floor with blankets and cushions. Stan was sleeping on the bed with Bill but the rest of them were all sleeping on the floor.

Mike and Ben had spread themselves out across the floor while Richie and Eddie had laid down next to each other. They were all starting to look tired Richie always looked tired recently . Bev was getting more and more worried for the glasses wearing boy, she could tell just how bad it was getting from the heavy bags under his eyes being more prominent than ever.

"Hey Richie," she asked, "You gonna sleep okay?"

He glanced up at her quickly before smirking, "Yeah, no need to worry. If I get restless I'll just go visit Bill's mom." "Beep beep Trashmouth."

"No really Richie, she's got a point. You going to sleep tonight?" asked Ben. He always looked for a serious answer when it came to their health.

"Okay mom, no need to worry. I'll probably be up for a few more hours then go to bed around three."

Bev sighed, "Isn't there anything we can do to help tire you out?"

She knew there must of been something that had popped into Bill Stan and Eddie's head by the mischievous gleam they all had in common and the near evil looking smile slowly spreading across Stan's face. Not that Richie could see any of this, he was faced away from them all. Ben and Mike looked back questioningly, wondering what could possibly be going through their heads that would cause them to look like that.