R.T |"is that what you're thinking about?"

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A/n: i rlly need to write some Bobert and Trevor imagines, bUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE YET AAAAAA 😭

"you should stop thinking about it, it's gonna be okay. Go to bed"

"al-alright" Y/n said.

The two were living together, temporarily. Since Y/n didn't have a place to stay at.

She was sleeping at an attic up at Richie's bedroom, an attic that Richie turned into a pretty decent bedroom for her.

Y/n was about to climb the latter to her bedroom, she was still overthinking.

Richie saw her still staring at the wall, knowing that her mind is still filled with questions.

The boy walked up to her, put his hands on top of hers that's on the latter.

He removed the strand of hair that was on her face.

"that's it, calm and quiet. You're gonna be okay."

Richie kissed her forehead, then leaned in to kiss her lips passionately.

time skip.


Y/n was now in her room, thinking about the kiss earlier.

"what does it mean?"

"does he love me now?"

"but he told me to-"

Y/n shook her head, stood up then went out her room going down the latter.

"Y/n?"

Richie sat up, seeing the girl awake.

"c-can i sleep with you?"

"promise me you won't tickle me like last time?"

Y/n happily nodded, Richie smiled opening his arms for Y/n to hug.

She glady hugged the boy with him kissing her forehead for the 100th time today.

They both lay down, feeling the comfort of Richie's warm hug.

"Richie..." she looked at the boy carefully

"yeah?"

"about- earlier..."

Richie sweetly smiled then pecked her lips.

"is that what you're thinking about?"

Y/n just smiled, as Richie hugged her tight. Putting his head on top of hers as she snuggled herself to his warmth.

"goodnight Y/n." he smiled, closing his eyes drifting to his deep slumber.

"my heart, oh my god why is it beating so fast? Am I having a heart attack? Richie, I'm so glad you're here with me right now. I feel so lucky to be in your arms, i promise I'll never leave your side." Y/n thought as she stared at the peacefully sleeping boy, smiling to herself.

She kissed his forehead as she hugged him tight, finally getting some sleep.

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