losers club /// little space

grabby hands || richie x eddie

listen i love grabby hands so much its adorable

also before we start,, ima just mention the order of when im posting certain oneshots is kind of wack,, like theyre not being posted by order of me finishing them but rearranging them to give yall more ✨variety✨ in between

anyways-

little!richie x CG!eddie
also chee calls eddie mama n eddie calls chee bunny youre welcome

3rd POV:

Richie Tozier is the complete polar opposite in little space. He was shy, didn't like talking too much, absolutely despised loud noises, especially thunderstorms, was uncomfortable when someone said a bad word, but out of everything on the list-

Clingy was an understatement.

He is a literal koala, this boy will stick to you like glue if you were the only person in sight and in arm's reach.

Of course, the only people who knew about Richie's age regression were the Losers, and even then, the only person he was truly comfortable being little with was Eddie Kaspbrak, his boyfriend.

Luckily for him, everyone found it absolutely fucking adorable, I mean who could blame em? He was incredibly timid, yes, but even he couldn't deny that he didn't love the praise and affection he truly deserves.

You would know the exact second Richie was small the moment he did one simple gesture;

Grabby hands.

The boy would do it at everyone and everything. He wanted something, grabby hands, he wanted someone, grabby hands. No questions asked. Everyone happily obliged, it was delightfully refreshing seeing this side of trashmouth.

The Losers were all together, having a sleepover at Stan's place, knowing his parents are on yet another business trip. It was a celebration, the day after the last day of 11th grade. The first day of summer and the last summer before they were seniors.

Though, no one was expecting Richie to be small that day, not even Richie himself. There was an incident with Henry Bowers again, yes, even at 17, Bowers is still a problem. Actually, it wasn't too much of a problem, but Richie got too worked up about it,

"Who does he even think he is? That bullshit-mullet wearing ass-face-" Richie's angry, very angry vent went on for about 15 minutes, in Eddie's bedroom, with the one and only. He watched the boy pace back and forth from his bed in concerned silence.

Until he cracked.

"That stupid, lying son of a bitch, absolute- big.. big- m-meanie!" Tears pooling his eyes, the boy sinks to the floor, his long legs tucking close to his chest. Eddie quickly rushes to his side, keeping his respectable distance, knowing sometimes if Richie regresses involuntarily he shouldn't be touched for various reasons. It was all too sudden, he didn't really know what to do, but his presence surely made a difference.

It took the raven-haired boy only a few minutes to recollect himself as much as he could, wiping the tears away with his hoodie sleeve. He looks back up and sees Eddie's eyes locked on him.

"M-Mama.." He stretches his arms out, helplessly clenching his skinny fingers towards him, making, yes, grabby hands. The other takes the signal immediately and rushes to scoop the boy in his lap. Richie nuzzles his face into the crook of his mama's neck, one arm around his torso and the other gripping onto the soft t-shirt he was wearing.

Eddie rocks the boy soothingly, whispering sweet things to his ear. "Shh.. shhh~ it's okay, bunny. Mama's here and he will never will leave you. Everything is alright." The smaller plants a kiss on his forehead, brushing the hair out of his face.

"Don't wanna be a big boy right now.. too hard.. 'm too small.." The one in Eddie's lap mumbles against his shoulder. Eddie feels his heart melt but all he does is shush him and doubles down on the praise and loving words he'd been saying.

After 10 minutes past of Richie just cuddled up against Eddie, he lightly rubbed his boy's back. "C'mon, bunny, I think we're late for the sleepover by now." All Richie responded in return was let out a tiny whine and somehow snuggled even closer to mama. Eddie tried to pry him off his lap, and it did not end well.

He would not let go of Eddie, he even tried standing up and Richie just clung onto his body. He sat right back down, now really trying to pry him off, starting with the arms. The taller boy slaps the hand away, whispering a small "no!" Tiny whines escalated (very quickly) to borderline tantrum which is highly uncharacteristic of small Richie.

Eddie would've just carried him out and down the stairs, but perhaps this deserved to be addressed.

Of course, like a good mama he is, this instantly rose to concern. "Bunny, what's going on? Are you still upset about Bowers?" The mention of that name made the little flinch a bit, but a rough shake of the head indicates it's not that.

Eddie lets out a sigh, finally moving Richie out of his neck and positioned him to have his back against his own waist, facing away from him. He brought his hand to his cheek, his thumb stroking gently.

Eddie thinks momentarily about how the Losers' might be worrying about our tardiness, since Eddie is never one to be tardy. He thinks about how they might assume they're in danger or something.. or they've started the party without em, being boozed up and or high already--

oh.

"Is it because- are you scared to be little in front of the other losers?" The mention of the group name made the boy whimper softly and hide his face in his hands.

Once again, his mama shushes him soothingly, bouncing him on his lap to soothe him. He rests his head on his shoulder to whisper closer to his ear, "Are you worried they're gonna not like you when you're small?"

It takes a few moments but out lets a "mhm" from the little one, sounding more guilty and even smaller than before. Eddie carefully moves to detach the hands on his face, then readjusting his crooked glasses.

Eddie pushes the messy hair covering his eyes and tucks it behind his ear. "Bunny, why so? The Losers love you-" that's when Richie bursts, tears threatening to spill once more, "B-But big Chee!! Not t-tiny Chee!"

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woo first oneshot done!! dw the next chapters are gonna be way better than this one i lowkey am not a fan of this one-

but don't yall worry, part two will b comin soon n titled, ~group call~

n also i swear not all oneshots will be this angsty,, m just posting this first cus this story has the most parts-

(and theres gonna b a part 3 called ~sleepover party~ but i'm getting too ahead of myself)

edit ; nope in the midst of writing the second chapter it got over 3000 words and then i haven't even started to write the 3rd part so uhh 4 parts instead yall welcome i like to milk my content.

anyways, hope yall are doing good aND STAYING SAFE OH GOD PLS STAY SAFE EVERYTHING GOING ON RIGHT NOW IS GARBO SO PLS STAY SAFE

but yea,, uh please vote or comment or whatever idk you do you n uh

bye nerds :)

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{1,000 words} exactly wow

{finished writing june 9, 2020}
{published august 1, 2020}