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Chapter 43

"You're not gonna fall, Stanley," Richie sighed, trying to pull away from the grip that Stanley had on his arms.

"Don't you fucking dare."

Richie sighed and looked over at Bill who was carrying some boxes out of the garage, "Bill, tell your boyfriend that he's not gonna fall off of the damn skateboard."

"S-Stan, you're going to fall, so just g-get off and h-help me with th-these boxes."

Stanley instantly clung onto Richie and stepped off of the skateboard in a hurry, making it fly backwards towards the road, "you bird-obsessed piece of shit, what was that for??" Richie called out as he ran after the skateboard and stepped on it just before it rolled onto the road.

"I'll stick to my bike, thanks," Stanley shrugged, walking over to Bill and pressing a small kiss to his lips. Richie just fake gagged and nudged the skateboard with his foot.

"Let me have a go."

Richie turned to face Eddie who was now standing next to him, "oh hey baby, you wanna ride the skateboard or you wanna ride me?"

"Shut up, asshole."

"Don't chicken-out like Stanley did," Richie intertwined their hands as Eddie carefully stepped onto the skateboard, glancing over at Stanley for a brief second who was now sticking the middle finger up at them. "I think bird-boy's jealous or something, because Eddie Kaspbrak can get onto a skateboard and not him," he grinned, turning his attention back to his boyfriend.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Eddie frowned.

"Nothing, you're just more of a badass than him babe."

Eddie rolled his eyes, but his grip on Richies hands tightened when the skateboard started moving, "okay don't let me go or I swear I'll kill you."

"Relax, I won't, I got you Ed's."

Richie slowly pulled Eddie along, eventually stopping when they got up to Stanley and Bill, "see, you did good, you made it across Bills driveway, better than Stanley ever did," Richie smiled, keeping his eyes on his boyfriend, Eddie put a foot down on the ground to steady himself, but even then Richie still didn't let go of his hands.

"What's in the boxes anyway?" Richie asked, eyeing the cardboard box Bill had just put down on the ground.

Bill opened the box and pulled something out before responding, "some of G-Georgies old stuff.. it's n-not all of it, only a l-little, but I thought we c-c-could give it to the k-kids next door.. since we don't use it.."

"You should just give it to Eddie, he's practically a little kid anyway."

"Oh shut up Richie.."

"Really? Cause he doesn't look like a little kid with those marks all over his neck," Stanley smirked, nudging Bill who just shook his head in disappointment. The 'marks' Stanley was referring to were actually hickeys that Eddie had deliberately made Richie give him, yes, deliberately. It was on the night of their failed attempt to go all the way; they were messing around as per usual, complaining about school and their parents, planning to get out of their stupid town, when Eddie just blurted it out.