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Pairing: Richie Tozier x Sick!Reader
Summary: Richie comes over to see how you're doing.
Word Count: 370+
'You vomiting yet?"
Your head shot up from the sudden voice in the room interrupting your peaceful thoughts. "I'm afraid you missed that part, Rich," You smiled, tuning out the ache in your abdomen.
"Well, that fucking sucks. I came here for the action."
"Yeah? Well if you don't leave, you'll experience it first hand."
Richie dramatically placed his hand over his heart and pouted. "I'm hurt, babe. You'd really do that to me?"
"Not really my choice," You responded. The closer he walked to your bed the more puzzled your mind became. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" Richie questioned, going through the items on your bedside table. He squinted as he tried to read the label on your pill bottle.
"If you don't leave, you'll be sick too," You warned, grabbing the pill bottle out of his hand and setting it back on the table.
"Stop whining, I was just trying to fucking help you," He scoffed.
"Help me in what way exactly?" You questioned, crossing your arms in front of your chest.
"Whatever way you want," Richie said, smirking, "You should be grateful, not everyone gets to see my beautiful face every day."
"Oh, yeah," You laughed sarcastically, "How lucky am I?"
"Extremely," Richie grinned, ignoring the sarcasm in your voice, "And I'm extremely lucky to see a face as beautiful as yours every day."
Your face flushed, but it didn't make much of a difference given your fever. "Shut up Rich," You grumbled.
"What are you going to do about it?" He teased, leaning close to your face.
You put the palm of your hand to his cheek and pushed him back. "You're ridiculous. What would Eddie say if he knew you came to see me?"
"He'd probably start having a fucking asthma attack."
"Yeah, so unless you want that to happen, I'd leave."
"What? But I came here for you, babe. I needed my daily dose of (Y/n)."
"And you just got it," You retorted, "Now leave before the losers start to get suspicious.
Richie sighed in disappointment. "Fine, but I'm coming to see you tomorrow too."
You rolled your eyes and laughed, "Good, I need my daily dose of Richie."
