Friends Forever? Stan Uris x Richie Tozier

Chapter two: Sleep Over

Richie's POV
I heard groaning coming from my bed. I smirk and whisper "Stan, are you jerking off in my bed?"
No response, instead he started to thrash around. I quickly stood up and rushed to the bed and shook Stan awake.

"GET OFF OF ME!!" Stan shoved me backwards, I stumbled backwards.

"Hey Stan! It's me Richie!" I stepped closer. He looked at me his eyes filled with fear, I move towards him slowly and sit at the edge of the bed, Stan looks at me then holds on to me resting his head on my shoulder. My hands moved on instinct one landing on his back and the other in his hair rubbing slightly.

I start rocking my body trying to calm Stan, awhile later he finally started to calm down. I lay him down back in bed and head back to my spot on the floor until I was stopped by Stan gripping hard on my hand.

"Please don't, leave me" He spoke in a broken voice.

"I'm not, I'm just on the floor, literally you look down and there I am" I try to lighten the mood but his grip got even tighter.

"Please..."

"Ugh, fine! But I swear if you start spooning me!" I whisper yell.

I could've sworn Stan smiled at that joke but it was gone before I knew it. I lay down beside Stan and he instantly fell asleep, I watched as he slowly lost consciousness and smiled at how peaceful he looked in this moment.

Time skip to morning

I woke up first to the alarm clock on my table, I turn it off the look at Stan he is curled up at my side. I chuckle and get up then head down stairs to make breakfast, which is basically putting waffles in the toaster and syrup. I set out the plate and I hear Stan get up, I hear him walk down the stairs, he reaches the kitchen and sleepily rubs his eyes.

"Good morning." Stan mumbled, then yawned.

"Good afternoon, Staniel" I say as I give him a plate of waffles, he looks at me confused.

"Afternoon? But it's only 7 in the morning?" He grabs a waffle and starts to eat it.

"I know, just wanted to see if it would work." I shrugged

He nodded then spoke,

"Well it didn't"

"No shit, so what was last night all about?" I tilt my head and sit down on the counter.

Stan looks at me weird then he blushed.

"I- uh, I had a bad... bad dream" He looked away, I gave him an understanding look.

"Was it about... you know..." I move my hands to my face to match the demonic clowns makeup smile. Stan quickly nodded and sighed.

"Hey it's okay! I'm sure all of the lose- I sure the other people have had nightmares too" I try to comfort him, he smirks.

"Do you think they forgot about us?" Stan says slightly sad but mostly with humour.

I gulped and turned pale, Stan noticed this and walked towards me.

"Hey I didn't mean it like that! I'm sure they haven't forgot about us! And even if they did I remember you!" He spoke fast, kind of like Eddie.

"Stan! It's okay, I'm okay!" I lie. Stan sighs in relief and side hugs me.

"We should probably get ready for school" He says looking at his watch, I nod and we headed back upstairs.

"Hey uh Rich could I borrow some of your clothes?" Stan asked sheepishly.

"Yep, take what you want!" I tell him.

"So, should we try our plan to bird watch today?" He said whilst looking through every item of clothing before deciding on the cleanest looking outfit in there.

"I think you should check in at home first, your dad is probably pissed off" I say laying in bed because I didn't really "dress up" for school.

"Shit, yeah you are probably right. Can I use your washroom?" He stands in front of me and I point him in the direction of the bathroom.

Another time skip cuz I'm lazy

"Stan The Man, I never knew your makeup takes this long!" I laugh at my own joke.

"Can it Tozier" Stan smirked.

"Make me" I mock him.

Stan pinned me to the wall, and instantly my jaw shut and I blushed.He smiled.

"Told you" He walked out of my house and grabbed his bike. I stood there looking at him baffled.

"You coming Trashmouth?" Stan smirked. I smiled and walked out the door locking it behind me, I grabbed my bike and turned to him.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me" I say then hop onto my bike and pedal away.

"Get back here you bastard!!" Stan jumped on his bike and followed behind me.

"You'll never catch me alive!!!!" I yell in a British voice and pedal faster, I heard Stan laugh from behind me.