He's A Go Getter // R.T and S.U x Reader

"Season Greetings."

(Y/n) has a very short list of things that make her run around squealing in happiness. One of those things is Christmas, and that's why December is her month.

On December 9th, (Y/n) found her box of Christmas stuff and went absolutely crazy on decorating. It took her a full 8 hours but she finally got it all together, making it look like a winter wonderland indeed.

"Damn (N/n)! It looks like the entire holiday took a big fat Eddies mom sized shit of like, you know, Christmas n' stuff on your house! Awesome!" Richie stated in awe at all of the lights and decorations, topped with a cute snowman (Y/n) built herself. This brought a confused smile to her face as she patted his back and nodded, "Let's go set up, ok?"

It took the two a minute but they got the whole kitchen ready for the Christmas Bake-Off the Losers Club, plus Caiden and Jen) decided to do this year. Richie had come about 15 minutes early to help set everything up in the kitchen, because he knew (Y/n) didn't want to do it alone, no matter how many times she insisted she was fine.

The rest of the Losers arrived shortly after. Stan, then Mike and Bill, then Eddie, Ben, Caiden, Jen, and Bev. "Well, since we're all here now, let's bake!" (Y/n) stood at the doorway, hair up in a ponytail (if your hair's too short, then ignore that), wearing a simple black apron.

"Ideas for the design?" (Y/n) asked.
"Something three tiered that's decorated nicely. It's simple." Stan says, smiling over at her as he handed out aprons. (Y/n) returned the smile.

As they started bake, Eddie was on top of kitchen management, making sure everything went as planned.

(Y/n) was put in charge of making Santa and making sure it all stayed together. "Rich, c'mere for a second." She calls. Richie comes over and she puts icing on her finger, "Does this taste ok?" She asks, putting the frosting on his finger. Richie sucks on his index finger a second, "It's really sweet (N/n)." "Ok thanks."

Jen looks at (Y/n) and smiles, "Hey baby, can you come here for a minute?" She asks. Richie comes over with his signature goofy smile, "What's up?" He asks. She pulls him in for a kiss, which is very long and and clearly not something to be doing in the kitchen.

"Do you know how many germs could get in the frosting like that? The human mouth has more germs than a dogs butt. " Eddie yells, making everyone laugh.

The cake was a long process, so by the second tier, everyone was ready to have a break for it to cool. So, they did. Everything needed to be walked away from before it could be further decorated and put together.

"Ok, pull names out of the hat." Caiden says.
"What for, darling?"
"For clean up while it cools down, of course." He smiles.
(Y/n) pulls out the names 'Jen' and 'Caiden' "It's you and Jen, baby."
"Is that ok with you?" Caiden asks, holding (Y/n) close to him. She squirmed a little and nodded, "Yeah. I'm gonna chill with the Losers then."

As Jen passed (Y/n) she said quietly, "Back off of Richie."
So, (Y/n) smiles at her and plots her death (All jokes, all jokes.... unless..) "Bevvy, we need a quick break so you can fix my hair." The two exchange the girl code look for 'I have tea'. So Bev and (Y/n) head to the bathroom together.

"Did you see how passive Jen was being?" The (H/c) girl asks.
"Oh my god I did. What're you gonna do?"
"Nothing, I guess."
"She was basically giving you the death stare."
"Well, it's fine. I mean, I get it, Richie is her boyfriend."
"Yeah, boyfriend, not property."
"I know, but it's none of my business."
"Ok then. And Caiden?"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw you all squirmy. I thought you liked him?"
"I do like him. But he likes my body."
"Sis, Stan would treat you better. I'm just saying."
"Stan?" (Y/n) laughed a little.
"He likes you. You're his lock screen, and he looks at you like you invented the sun. If that's not a crush I don't know what is."