reddie oneshots

we do it for the girls and the gays, that's it.

this is so chaotic i'm sorry. i had no idea where i was going with this but enjoy?

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"richie your elbow is fucking stabbing my side." eddie says trying to cuddle with richie in the hammock.

"eddie spaghetti i can't move. all of your body weight is on me."

eddie manages to move richie's elbow but punches him in the process. "ow, eds thats my money maker." richie says while rubbing his cheek.

"i'll kiss it better. but only if you want me too." eddie leans up and kisses richie's cheek then timidly makes his way to his surprisingly soft lips. it's probably from all the trash talking. yeah that's definitely it.

"you're such a tease." richie mutters in between kisses. smiling to himself.

eddie pulls back and sits into richie's lap, getting comfortable. "when are the rest of them coming? weren't we all supposed to be here like 20 minutes ago?"

"they will probably be here soon. do you wanna get up so they don't catch us?" they have been keeping their relationship from the losers for about a month. they liked sneaking around. well eddie does. that's what richie thinks.

"i don't care, i just desperately want to kiss you right now." eddie whispers slowly leaning in again. maybe richie is wrong.

richie smirks, "i see my charm is finally working on you, eds. "

"shut up and kiss me." as they kiss, they don't realize the clubhouse door opening and footsteps coming down the ladder until they hear...

"hey fuckers!" richie immediately disconnects from eddie and puts a finger to his mouth, showing bev to shut the hell up. eddie tries to jump off of the hammock but his foot gets stuck in between the fabric and richie's leg. so, he practically face plants the dirt floor.

the rest of the losers make their way down the ladder wondering what the commotion was about. bill asks, "ed-eddie why are y-you on t-the floor?"

eddie awkwardly gets up and looks at richie, red faced. "he tried to jump into the hammock with me because he saw a spider." richie answers the question. bev just smirks to herself. that's totally what was happening.

eddie changes the subject quickly. "so why did we need this emergency meeting?"

"i uhh... i need to tell you guys something." mike softly mutters. it suddenly gets serious within the losers club, something that doesn't happen too often. "can we sit down?"

the group nods and sits in their respected spots. bev and ben on the loveseat, richie in the hammock, eddie on the floor pillow by the hammock, and stan and bill on the spare twin mattress they have incase one of the losers need somewhere to sleep. mike remains standing and starts pacing.

"is everything okay?" ben senses mike's and the others anxiousness.

"yeah everything is okay, just need to tell you something."

"well you can talk to us. no need to rush." stan says looking directly at mike.

mike grabs the bag he was wearing off his shoulder and timidly unzips the big pocket. the losers stare at the bag and at mike. suddenly, mike starts crying. eddie and bev both immediately rush to his side, hugging him. "hey, hey, it's okay." stan and bill share a worried look.

once he gains some confidence, he reaches into the bag, pulling on some fabric. it slowly unravels, revealing a flag. the group stares in awe at each other. mikes heart is pounding so loud he can't hear himself say, "i'm asexual."

the arms around mike suddenly get tighter and the others slowly join. "we a-are so p-p-proud of you mike. n-nothing will ever ch-change between us."

"yeah, we all love you." the group disconnects and sits back down, mike claims the middle cushion of the couch, between ben and bev. the tension in his shoulders are gone.

"well mikey, you aren't the only member of the lgb-communi-t. (okay don't ask it's three am.) i guess it would be a good time to tell you guys. i'm bisexual!" richie tenses when the sentence leaves his mouth.

"since everyone is coming out right now, i'm gay." eddie gets into the hammock and grabs richie's hand. "and um me and richie are dating." the couple share a we will talk more about this later, maybe makeout look.

richie's tension dissipates when he glances around at the others relieved faces. "we were kissing when you guys walked in." he smirks at bev while eddie blushes. bill and stan start giggling, collapsing on each other. "billiam, what's going on?"

"this group keeps getting gayer and gayer" stan softly says, smiling, "me and bill are dating too." bill puts his arm around stan. he starts, "i'm pansexual and... i'm bisexual." bill finishes the sentence.

"welcome to the clu-" richie gets cut off by ben standing up and yelling, "i'm demisexual and pansexual!" he covers his mouth, realizing he just blurted that out loud.

"so," bev starts, "you guys are telling me i'm the only one that exclusively likes girls?" the group share glances and start hysterically laughing.

" well it just got even gayer, staniel." richie says while laughing with his head in eddie's lap. "the losers club? more like the bottom bunch."

"i'm not a bottom." stans mutters. "richie are you saying you're a bo-" he gets cut off by...

"yeah i'm not either." eddie smirks when richie immediately shuts up.

"wait! richie really?" bev laughs loudly, the others joining.

"beep, beep, mrs. marsh." their laughter only gets louder.