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Pairing: Bill Denbrough x Fem!Reader
Prompt(s): A86. "Because you're so young." / B43. "We're friends, you can tell me anything." from swanimagines's "THE ONE PROMPT LIST" on Tumblr!
Summary: Georgie seems too young to know anything about love but that doesn't mean he can't be his big brother's wingman.
Word Count: 1.5k
A/N: I'm sorry if this one is a bit different from normal. I'm trying to get back into writing and for some reason I felt out of my element while writing this one.
Your hand swung side to side as you waved back at your friends. Behind you, Bill offered a sheepish smile to his friends, fiddling with the house key in his hand as he walked to the front door. After saying goodbye to your friends, you turned around and followed closely behind Bill, rocking on your heels as he messed with the keys.
A few moments of struggling later, you two were able to step foot in the house. Your shoulders relaxed at the familiar atmosphere. You'd known Bill for a long time since both of you were in kindergarten. His house was not something new to you, you had plenty of playdates as a kid and every summer you would spend practically every weekend in his house.
"(Y/n)!" Georgie came running down the stairs, a wide smile plastered on his face. Your hands shook a little as you extended your arms towards him out of worry. Thinking you were offering a hug, Georgie only ran faster and jumped into your arms as soon as he made it to the entrance.
You let out a surprised noise as you were pushed back a bit from the young boy's strength. It was a bit shocking realizing how much Georgie had grown up.
"Georgie, you scared me," You sighed, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a squeeze. "You shouldn't run down the stairs with socks on."
Georgie separated from you and shook his head, playfully pouting at your scolding. In response, you ruffled his hair, making him laugh.
"Why do you like (Y/n) doing that but not me?" Bill questioned, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Because it's (Y/n)," Georgie simply shrugged before running off into the living room.
"I don't get why he likes you more, I'm his brother," Bill grumbled, sending you a fake glare.
You smiled at him and raised your hand, extending your arm towards Bill's head. "Oh, I'm sorry," You grinned mischievously, "Were you jealous? Did you want me to mess with your hair too?"
Bill's eyes widened as he dodged your hand, feet scurrying into the living room to get away from you. Laughing, you followed him, leaning over the sofa to ruffle his hair. Bill frowned and quickly grabbed the throw pillow sitting on the couch next to him. You didn't get much time to react before he swung the pillow and hit you straight in the face.
