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boys will be bugs

"I'm a dumb teen boy
I eat sticks and rocks and mud
I don't care about the government
And I really need a hug
I feel stupid (stupid)
Ugly (ugly)
Pretend it doesn't bother me
I'm not very strong but
I'll fuck you up if you're mean to bugs"

[boys will be bugs,,,cave town]

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tw: offensive slurs

richie tozier cared very much about his friends and they cared about him too. the tight knit group of self proclaimed 'losers' weren't just friends, they were a family. they bonded over being made fun of by henry bowers and his small gang. the seven were inseparable, but that didn't mean they were never by themselves from time to time. specifically today, richie and eddie were flying solo, but not together. the rest of the group wanted to go to the quarry, as per usual, but eddie's dead beat mother wanted him home immediately after school and eddie followed orders. richie on the other hand just didn't feel like going, so he walked home with eddie. 

the two walked to their homes side by side in a comfortable silence just thinking to themselves. although richie didn't really believe in picking sides or favorites, he thought of eddie as his best friend and would hang out with him constantly so it wasn't strange for them to walk home together. after about 20 minutes the duo had to separate, as eddie's house was to the right of a fork in the road, and richie's was to the left. they said their goodbyes and 'see you laters' as they parted ways. eddie still had a few minutes until he got to his house so he connected his headphones to his walkman and blasted his favorite cassette, ignoring the world around him completely. including henry bowers.

the mullet wearing douche bag was turning the corner when he saw eddie, walking with a skip in his step and his headphones around his ears. alone. vulnerable. he leered at the tan boy from a far. speeding up his walking just a little, henry was soon only a few feet away from eddie. still not aware of his surroundings, eddie hummed along to 'out of touch' by hall and oates. bowers smirked evilly before he grasped eddie's walkman and headphones, yanking them from his possession. 

"what'chu listening to? flamer." henry intimidated. 

"leave me a-alone." the kaspbrak boy tried to stand up for himself for once but stammered. 

"fuck you gonna do about it?" the older boy daunted.

eddie was frozen in place. he was not in the mood to be beaten up. if his mother saw him with the slightest bruise, she would kill him. if henry doesn't first that is. the shorter boy stumbled over his words once more, trying to get his precious radio back. 

"you're pathetic kaspbrak. y'know that? 'sound like your dumb friend bill. stuttering and shit."

"could you please just leave me alone?" eddie persisted but failed to persuade the bully. all of a sudden, he noticed henry eyeing the walkman. 

"y'know this is pretty nice. that's too bad though. 'cause i 'outta destroy it" bowers proceeded to fake sympathy as he threw the expensive device to the ground. it shattered along with eddie's heart and mind. he tried to scream but nothing came out. sure it was a material item and he could get a new one anytime, but he loved that thing. richie had given it to him and now it was destroyed. in hundreds of pieces on the street. what would he tell him? 

"sad you don't have anyone to protect you. all of your little piece of shit friends. gone." eddie was scared for what was to come next. he didn't want to be punched or kicked. he just wanted this nightmare to be over. henry was still for a moment. eddie was relieved but not for long. henry's large hand soon came into sight, hitting the right side of kaspbrak's cheek, blurring his vision. he couldn't see exactly was happened next but saw a cloudy figure with raven hair and a bright hawaiian shirt. richie. 

eddie was confused to say the least. 

how did he know where i was?

how did he know i was in trouble? 

eddie thought to himself but at this time he really couldn't care. he'll ask richie later. the brunette boy's focus was on his best friend getting decked in the mouth by henry bowers' strong fist. 

"stop!" eddie tried to break up the fight but was too weak for tozier and bowers. the ruckus soon ended as richie kicked henry in the place where the sun doesn't shine.

"the fuck was that for!?" henry wailed gripping his crotch. 

"you don't fuck with my friends alright. get lost ya good for nothing douche bag." richie said surprisingly calm. 

henry mumbled under his breath before limping away, "fucking faggot anyway."

"you alright?" both eddie and richie asked simultaneously as soon as bowers was out of sight.

"yeah i'm fine. just- how did you know bowers was here?"

"i was walking home when i realised i never gave you your pencil back so i wanted to give it to you. when i saw henry my fight or flight kicked in i need to help." richie nervously fiddled with a string hanging from his shirt. 

"h-here's your pencil."

"thanks. for saving me. and the pencil. i gotta go, see you tomorrow. " eddie waved goodbye and rushed home, now 15 minutes late. richie watched him go with admiration. 

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a/n: hey. i don't know if this was good or not. but i figured i'd publish something at least. hope y'all enjoyed :)