Young and Yearning (IT Imagines and Oneshots).

Reddie; Friends.

Based upon The One With Ross' Wedding

"The guy was hammered, okay?" Richie pleaded as Eddie poured himself another (considerably large) glass of champagne, "There's no way you look like Bill's child."

"Then why would he say it?" Already slightly tipsy, Eddie replied. Richie was lost for words. How could he put this without revealing his overwhelming infatuation for the man in front of him?

"Because he's crazy, okay?" He finally replied, "He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic!"

The corner of Eddie's mouth twitched a little but his brows remained furrowed.

"My mother's right," He finally sighed, "I'm never going to get married."

Richie almost spat his drink right there and then.

"Ah, you know that is - who wouldn't want you?" He said gently, his hand raising to rest upon Eddie's shoulder.

"Please," Eddie sighed, "I'm a single, twenty-seven year old child."

It seemed as though nothing would reason with him. An idea sprung upon Richie's mind. A chaotic, drunken idea - but it would all end well.

The next morning, Richie was woken with a loud opening of his hotel room door.

"I'm getting married today, woo!" Bill screamed as he entered the room. Richie held down his duvet cover with dear life.

"Mornin' Bill," He replied slyly.

"I'm getting married today!" Bill said again, his fists flailing in the air. Richie found himself laughing.

"Yeah you are!" He replied as Bill began to leave the room.

"Woo hoo!" Was all he heard from down the hall. Then came a slight scrambling from beneath the covers as Eddie popped out - his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed, his hair slightly skewiff.

"Do you think he knew I was here?" He asked Richie blindly. The two stayed in silence for a few awkwardly long minutes.

"Well," Richie finally said, desperate for words to spill from his mouth, "I've - I've never done that with you before!"

"Nope," Eddie replied, his nose crinkling at the awkwardness of the conversation.

"So.. uh - how are you?" Richie spluttered, "How - how.. you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. You?" Eddie laughed slightly.

"Oh yes, yes, uh huh," Richie nodded, keeping a tight hold of the sheets around him, "You..?"

Eddie stared at him.

"We did you."

Eddie smiled.

"Well, I better get going," Eddie said briskly.

"Oh yeah, yeah. Absolutely."

Eddie peered toward the edge of the bed before turning back to Richie, his cheeks rosy pink.

"Could you not look?"

Richie's eyes widened as his face began to warm.

"I don't wanna look," He spat out, turning his eyes away from his best friend next to him.

With that, Eddie got out of the bed. Who knew, that the two would end up married. Who knew that the two would end up adopting two beautiful children. Who in the hell would have guessed that Richard Tozier and Edward Kaspbrak had done it, on the night of Bill and Stan's wedding.