Pairing: Bill Denbrough x Reader
Summary: Bill doubts that you like him because you're flirty around everyone but Richie is determined to prove him differently.
Requested by anon: "hii! could you do a fic where bill has a huge crush on the reader and reader is very flirty w/ everyone and the losers are trying to get bill to ask y/n out? i was also thinking about using the prompts "Wow, a great idea, but I'd rather die.", "OH you're jealous!", and "Are you flirting with me?" "You finally noticed?" ty"
Word Count: 3.4k
Warning(s): swearing, mention of parents arguing, the word daddy, not proofread
Bill could not be more obvious when it comes to his crush on you. Every time you talked to him, his face would light up like his tree on Christmas. His stutter would be significantly worse to the point where he has to take a breather. When you were ever in the vicinity, he would just stare at you longingly.
His crush on you might be a surprise to some. You weren't necessarily a part of the losers club but you were nice enough to talk to them. Bill made it a point to apologize to you every time someone gave you trouble for hanging out around them, but you always brushed it off. You weren't that worried about your image anyway, you just wanted to have fun with friends.
Any time you sat with the losers club at lunch it would always be hectic. You were known for being a bit flirty interacting with others. Instead of being reserved like a lot of people, you were pretty hands-on.
"Oh, Richie is this a new shirt?" Without thinking, your hand came up and grabbed the collar of Richie's floral-patterned button-up, rubbing it between your fingers.
"Yeah, sweetheart. You like it?"
"It looks cute on you," You smiled back, a giggle leaving your throat before you retracted your hand.
While you weren't best friends with Richie, both of your personalities mixed well when you were with each other. You both would try to one-up each other somehow when it came to flirting but you would always change the subject if Richie started making crude jokes.
Along with your physical affection, a few months ago you decided to give all of the losers their own pet name. Eddie's is cutie, Richie's is handsome, Ben's is angel, Stanley's is prince, and Mike's is hot stuff. When Beverly lived in Derry, you would always call her love.
To his dismay, Bill didn't really get a pet name. You always used different ones: babe, sugar, pumpkin, precious, literally anything you came up with. Bill would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a bit jealous when it came to the affection you showed the rest of the losers.
Bill wasn't in the best of moods and the rest of the losers noticed. Stanley attempted to cheer him up a bit but he didn't really know what was wrong with him. That was until you met them. They were in the losers clubhouse when you decided to climb in. They were a bit surprised because they only showed you the location once but you managed to memorize the way there. Plus, Richie secretly invited you to spend time with them that day.
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IT Oneshots
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