𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚢𝚎↣Reddie AU

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎

"ᵢ ₜₒₗd yₒᵤ, ᵣᵢcₕᵢₑ...ᵢ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₜₒₗd yₒᵤ," ₑddᵢₑ cᵣᵢₑd, ₐₗₗ ₕₑ cₒᵤₗd fₑₑₗ ₐᵣₒᵤₙd ₕᵢₘ wₐₛ cₒₗdₙₑₛₛ. 

Cₒₘₚₗₑₜₑ ₐₙd ᵤₜₜₑᵣ cₒₗdₙₑₛₛ.

ₕₑ dᵢdₙ'ₜ ₑᵥₑₙ fₑₑₗ ₘₐd, ₛₐd...ₕₑ ⱼᵤₛₜ fₑₗₜ cₒₗd.

"ᵢ₋ Fᵤcₖ...ᵢ cₐₙ'ₜ bₑₗᵢₑᵥₑ yₒᵤ, ᵣᵢcₕᵢₑ..." ₑddᵢₑ cᵣᵢₑd ₕₐᵣdₑᵣ, ₕᵢₛ ₛₗₑₙdₑᵣ fᵢₙgₑᵣₛ gᵣₐzᵢₙg ₒᵥₑᵣ ₜₕₑ ₑₙgᵣₐᵥₑₘₑₙₜ "ᵣᵢcₕₐᵣd ₜₒzᵢₑᵣ"

"ᵢ'ₘ gₒᵢₙg ₜₒ ₘᵢₛₛ yₒᵤ ₜᵣₐₛₕₘₒᵤₜₕ...ᵢ'ₘ gₒᵢₙg ₜₒ ₘᵢₛₛ yₒᵤ ₛₒ fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₘᵤcₕ."

ₕₑ wₑₙₜ fᵣₒₘ fₑₑₗᵢₙg ₛₒ wₐᵣₘ, ₛₒ ₕₐₚₚy, ₜₒ cₒₘₚₗₑₜₑ cₒₗdₙₑₛₛ...ᵢₙ ₒₙₗy ₒₙₑ dₐy.

"ₛₐy ₛₒₘₑₜₕᵢₙg."

Cₒₘₚₗₑₜₑ ₛᵢₗₑₙcₑ.

"ᵣᵢcₕᵢₑ...ₛₐy ₛₒₘₑₜₕᵢₙg."

ₙₒ ᵣₑₛₚₒₙₛₑ.

"ₚₗₑₐₛₑ...fᵤcₖᵢₙg ₛₐy ₛₒₘₑₜₕᵢₙg."

Bᵤₜ...ₐ gᵣₐᵥₑₛₜₒₙₑ cₒᵤₗdₙ'ₜ ᵣₑₛₚₒₙd, ₐₙd ₛₒₘₑ ₚₐᵣₜ ₒf ₑddᵢₑ ₖₙₑw ₜₕₐₜ...bᵤₜ ₜₕₐₜ gᵣᵢₑᵥᵢₙg, dₑₚᵣₑₛₛₑd, ₐₗₘₒₛₜ cₒₘₚₗₑₜₑₗy bᵣₒₖₑₙ bₒy ₜₕₐₜ ₛₐₜ ₜₕₑᵣₑ ᵢₙ ₜₕₑ ₛₕₐₚₑ ₒf ₑddᵢₑ cₒᵤₗdₙ'ₜ ₜₐₖₑ ₜₕₐₜ.

Well...this wasn't the start. It couldn't be? It was more or less the end...but to start the story we'll have to go back six months.

"Beverly...it's not like it could end good," Richie sighed, rolling his eyes as his they wondered to the boy across the lunchroom.

"Come on! Just ask him on a date! A single date!" Beverly pestered. "He's new and...you could hide that it's not a date! Y'know, just hang out with him! You've practically had a hard-on since he walked through the door."

"Bev, babe...the only hard-ons I get are for your mum." He winked, a small chuckle echoing out of his chest. 

"That's illegal on so many levels you cockhead." She sighed, sometimes she truly wondered why she was friends with the trash mouth. 

"It won't be in six months! Are you hyped? God...I'll be a big eighteen year old like you!" He grinned, doing his fun little clappy hands. 

"Pfft...Richie, necrophilia is illegal." She rolled her eyes. "But, you're about to be eighteen and still a virgin? That's..." She trailed off, trying not to laugh.

"I...Shut up, you know what happened." He sighed, finally his energy dropping as his eyes just...couldn't move from the chestnut-haired boy, something about him just made him want to explode. 

"What are you doing?" Stan questioned, sourness running through his voice as he sat down at the table to join them.

"Oh, Richies in love!" Mike grinned, following Stans lead. 

"Piss off! I'm not, he's just...cute?" Richie trailed off, how...how could someone he hasn't even talked to have such an electric control over him.

So, it was time for Richie to grow some balls and walk over, finally. Ask the boy out.

"Hey, hot stuff-"

"Yo no hablo ingles," (I can't speak English) The boy said rather bluntly. His eyes looking dull and unamused. 

"I...I'm in your uh, English class...seemed like you could in there..." Richie mumbled all confidence he had practically dying as the boy said that. 

"Oh...gigs up I guess...well...hi?" The boy shrugged,  sighing as he took a bite from his homemade sandwich.

"Hey...sorry, I just- You're like surprisingly adorable, and I know I fucked up my chance with you but...would you mind at least hanging out with me? Y'know...sometime when you're free," Richie sighed, kicking his feet around.

Maybe it was the shyness in Richie's eyes, or the dark red blush that had stollen the colour in his cheeks, or even how cute his dimples were...but something just made the mystery boy nod. 

"Alright, here's my number...my names Eddie by the way."

"Richie, trashmouth Tozier my good sir! At your services for as long as I'm alive." 

And...he really was.