𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨
fandom - it 2017
reader - girl
age - 13
requested - no
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"I SWEAR, HE IS JUST INSUFFERABLE!" you huffed angrilly, diving onto your brother richie's bed with a scowl. he yelped as you crashed into him, but scooted over so you had room to pout. he couldn't help but smirk in amusement as you ranted on and on about his bestfriend, calling him all sorts of names. richie loved hearing both your sides of an argument, as they were polar opposites, but he never said that to you.
"you know, he just cares about you a lot." richie looked down at you, wiggling his eyebrows and watching eagerly as your face contorted into a frown. you buried your face into his shoulder and huffed. eddie had snapped at bill for 'flirting' with you, even though it was hardly flirting. you and bill just always had that playful banter in your friendship.
"stop feeding me lies, rich. he hates me!" you hissed, but were unable to even attempt being mean to him. he was your brother, after all. despite how much you hated his guts sometimes, you loved him.
richie just laughed, highly amused that you wouldn't believe him. of course you wouldn't! neither you nor eddie would confront the other, you just bickered like an old married couple and beat around the bush. it was no secret eddie was crushing on you, and you were no better at hiding your affection either. richie remembered when eddie called this random girl cute in freshmen year, you almost stabbed her, then almost cried when you got home.
"no way! that kid is so in love with you its disgusting. if he wasn't my best friend i'd probably kill him for the way he talks about you." richie admitted, making you smile slightly into his shoulder, so he couldn't see. but you just frowned once again when you really thought about it.
"no he isn't. he yells at me for everything!"
"whatever you say," richie stood up, shaking you off of him (making you fall face first into his headboard) "but just think about this; why in the world would eddie care so much about who flirts with you if he didn't like you?" you went to retort, but couldn't find anything to deny.
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HE WAS BACK AT IT AGAIN. You were all sat at your lunch table in the corner, chatting away as you ate. You were simply talking with Bill about weekend plans, though every once and a while you heard Eddie cough and say something under his breath. Trying best to ignore it, you you turned your back to him. It didn't stop his random comments though. Bill looked uncomfortable after awhile, so finally you looked over your shoulder at the boy, feeling your patience slowly dropping. He was staring off at the lunch line like he wasn't doing anything.
"Eddie. Kaspbrak." You hissed, making everyone at the table quiet down, even Richie, who looked away sheepishly at your death glare. Stan covered his face with his hand, trying to hide his grin, and Bill rolled his eyes, picking up his pudding cup. Eddie met your eyes, a childish twinkle in them that made you want to hit him. Your own eyes were narrowed.
"Do you have something to say to me? Or are you gonna keep mumbling under your breath like a child," You snapped, crossing your arms over your chest in agitation. Richie snorted, but covered it up with a cough, making you send a glare in his direction. Bill put a hand on your arm when Eddie stayed quiet, a light pink creeping up his neck.
"Maybe we shouldn't fight in the cafeteria," bill suggested calmly, but you shook your head.
"No! I'd like to know exactly why I can't talk to one of my best friends without you being a jerk!" You tried not to raise your voice too much, but the chatter of the other students remained loud enough that no one turned to listen in. Eddie glanced over at Richie for some reason, obviously embarrassed that you were mad at him. But how could you not be? You couldn't even have a two minute conversation without his snide comments.
"Oh yeah, Eddie. We're all curious." Richie folded his hands under his chin, leaning on the table and looking at the Kaspbrak boy in faux curiosity. Stan and Bill shared a look, grins on their faces, and turned their attention to him aswell. You wished to know why they seemed so amused, but your main focus was on the brunette boy across from you. Your glare was unwavering, and Eddie shifted nervously, picking at the stuff spread out on the table.
"Oh... w-well you know."
"No, actually. I dont." Your jaw clenched, annoyed that he wouldn't answer you. All that amusement that he had earlier was gone, and now his cheeks were heating up, and he looked anywhere but you. After a moment of silence, Richie cleared his throat and looked at you with a smirk.
"What Eddie-spaghetti is trying to say is; he likes you."
"𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?!"
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unedited !
i thought this was cute, as i've had this happen to me hehe
