"Jeez what the hell happened last night after we woke you up? Eddie slept on the couch and then left at the crack of dawn." Stanley seemed almost annoyed.
"Did you guys have a fight or something?" Bill asked.
"I don't want to talk about it." Richie said sternly as he grabbed a piece of toast and took a bite.
"Ooh someone's sensitive today." Bill said putting his hands up in defense.
Richie cringed. He was sensitive alright. . .
"Seriously man, it's cool you can tell us. What'd he do? Or say?" Stanley sounded very curious.
"It wasn't anything he did or said. He just made me feel bad about something."
"And you guys talked it out?"
"No. I was too upset. I just pretended to be asleep."
"Ooh that was a mistake." Bill said giving Richie a look.
"What? Why?"
"You can't just shut down when you get upset. You have to talk to your partner about it. Otherwise every little fight is going to lead to bigger issues." Stan explained.
"So basically I have to be a mature adult and communicate?"
"Yes." Stan and Bill said in unison.
"We could probably give you better advice if you tell us what happened." Bill said.
"Its really. . . Perosnal."
"You've heard us going at it almost every night for the last three years, you can tell us what happened." Stan said.
"We were making out, and we went a little further, and it was a lot for me. I've never done this stuff before. And I got a little too excited, a little too quickly."
"So you--"
"Yep."
"And then wh--"
"He laughed."
"He LaUgHeD?" Bill sounded pissed.
"Yeah what the hell?" Stanley seconded.
"I'm so fucking embarrassed. I couldn't look at him, I had to just turn over and pretend I was asleep. I was fucking mortified!"
"Okay yeah I see why you didn't want to talk to him." Stanley said now having secondhand embarrassment for Richie.
"That's unfair. You've never been with anyone." Bill said still a little upset with Eddie.
"Yeah this whole time it's just been me myself and I. But anyway, let's move in to finding a solution. What do I do? It seems like he's also pissed at me for not talking to him when he tried to."
"I don't blame you, man." Bill said putting Richie on the shoulder.
"Well your going to have to talk to him eventually."
"Or, I could just pretend it didn't happen and never get intimate with a partner ever again." Richie shrugged sarcastically.
"What if this is a good thing?"
"Billy boy, I know your trying to make me feel better, but this is in no way a good thing."
"Think about it. You've been through some. . . Things. You get nightmares about it, you tense up if you feel like a stranger is too close to you. This means you trust him. Your comfortable letting go. I don't know that you'd be able to relax enough to do that with anyone else."
"Yeah I guess your right. I'd probably freak out if anyone else tried to do that to me."
"Maybe explain to him why it upset you so much when he laughed. You trusted him, and he kind of messed that up." Stanley suggested.
"Looking back on it, it is kind of funny. But still. . ." Richie felt so uncomfortable about all of this.
He loved to joke about sex, and mess with everyone, saying he fucked there mom, or something completely inappropriate like that, but when it came to actually doing it, he couldn't be any more awkward. Especially since he was such a late bloomer. He was 21, most people lost there virginity when they were 16 in the back of a car. But here Richie was, in college, having waited for the right person to come along.This was a big deal to him, and Eddie had laughed in his face.
"Can you guys tell me what to do in the future. Cause I have no idea." Richie was desperate and the only other gays he knew were these two.
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Stanley and Bill had spent the rest of there morning telling Richie everything he needed to know about the birds and the bees.
No one had actually ever given him the talk before. And while the talk was a little late, it was still nice for someone to take the time and tell him exactly how to put on a condom.
Richie asked occasional questions here and there never feeling stupid or embarrassed. Talking with his best friends about this made him feel a little more comfortable. He trusted Bill and Stan not to laugh at him or tease him.
"And. . . I think that's pretty much it?" Bill looked at Stanley to see if they had missed anything.
"Yeah I think we pretty much covered all the same sex related topics." Stan said nodding.
"What about straight relationships?" Richie was curious. Eddie had been married to a woman, and he did say he was attracted to women and men, so how would this differ from what he had done with Myra.
Richie almost gagged at the thought.
"I don't think any of us are qualified to know what straight people do. But I'm guessing it's pretty similar?" Stanley shrugged.
"Why do you ask Rich?"
"Eddie and Myra were married remember? I'm sure at some point they. . . You know?"
"Well I'm guessing Eddie was the one doing the penetr---"
"Eh! Don't say it! Out loud!"
"You asked!" Bill said throwing his hands up in defense.
"Yeah but I don't want to actually know about the two of them specifically."
"I wonder if Eddie's a top? Or a switch?" Bill thought aloud.
"Bill!" Stanley cried.
"What? Aren't you curious?" Bill said nudging Stanley.
The two turned to Richie.
"What about you?" Bill asked.
"What about me?"
"Are you the key or the lock?"
"Excuse me?"
"You know the peg or the hole?"
"I don't know!? Is that something I should know? How do I even figure that out?"
"What you mean you haven't thought about who would top the other?"
"I haven't thought that far ahead. I just figured whatever we did, it would be. . . Mutual. We'd figure it out."
"You really need to talk to him." Stanley said grabbing his bag to go to class.
"I'm sure you guys will figure it out." Bill was clearing the dining table off now and leaving Richie to sit and ponder.
A/N: heyyy so I know I haven't even finished this fic yet, but I'm already thinking of my next fic. . . . So wow yeah I guess I'm a writer now???? Am I gonna be the next reddie fanfic royalty on this app???? Probably not but I can try.
Anyway would you guys be interested in a new fic and story? I'm thinking of including nonbinary and trans characters. . . . . . .
CAUSE REPRESENTATION IS IMPORTANT.
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FanfictionSequel to Paper Cuts and bandaids. Richie Tozier has been attending NYU for the past 3 years. Now 21, Richie lives with his two best friends, and roommates Bill and Stanley. The three party to celebrate Richie turning 21. Drinking, drugs. . . and an...