❝Band-Aids❞ Centers on seven teen outcasts known as the Losers' Club; more specifically, Eddie Kaspbrak and Richie Tozier. Richie Tozier and Eddie Kaspbrak: they were always something, or nothing, or even everything. They weren't really sure. It's difficult to have to decide which one hurts the most. So, they just didn't really think about it. Or a story in which a soft boy named Eddie Kaspbrak believes a band-aid can fix anything, including heartbreak. © 2017 cynematic All Rights Reserved

Eddie Kaspbrak is a simple kid leading a simple life in a rather simple town when one day, he finds himself with someone new. Someone that he doesn't know will change his life forever.

"pretty mama sews, stitches in all your bitches broken hearts" - Eddie was weaving sweet flowers' stems into each other. Flower after flower. Soft little daisies that glided against Eddie's fingertips. He stopped and looked at the view in front of him, his feet dangling off the edge carefully. Eddie peaked at Richie and noticed the way his hair was unbrushed and greasy. It was very unruly. He noticed the way his rosy lips took a long a drag of the cigarette that was pressed between his thumb and pointer finger and the way his denim jacket sat loosely on top of his broad shoulders. He must have gotten a size too big. His sneakers were always the same ones. The same old Vans that were all torn. His freckles were growing grey as the sun was slowly setting. One of his knees was brought up to his chest. Eddie noticed the way Richie's eyes were fixated on the setting sun. He was fucked up. Eddie knew, Richie told him. He hasn't gotten any sleep in the past 3 days, his humour was slightly fading because of that and weed or cigarette smoke was escaping out of his mouth instead of silly, inappropriate comments. But it was okay. Eddie liked the silence anyway. Though he did wish it was substituted with loving, tender words. Eddie smiled and his hands found they way back to the crown on his lap. He was almost done, just tying the ends. "Rich?" he softly said, and Richie turned around to meet his gaze. He took the flower crown and placed it on the boy's head. Richie grinned and took one of the left over flowers from Eddie's bunch and tucked it behind Eddie's small ear. His hand lingered there for a while and then dropped. He shifted his numinous stare back to the setting of the bright colours melting into each other. Eddie smiled. He had two of his favourite things in the world. Flowers and Richie. But what Eddie didn't know was how his sweet Richie, the same Richie who had been putting stupid flowers in Eddie's locker, was fucking bitches behind his back.

I'll always leave my window unlocked for you. -eddie

"What are you?" The boy glared at them, a scent of raw meat and lavender surrounding him. He refused to speak, kicking the chain secured around his leg irritably. "Is she trying to protect you from the outside?" Richie tried again, hoping for a response. Surprisingly, the boy perked up. He still looked angry, but he didn't stay quiet. "More like she's trying to protect the outside from me."

"I knew you were lying! I knew you didn't love me! You know what Toizer, your dead to me! Go to hell"

Richie and Eddie are in high school , the losers have split up, and Richie and Eddie will never look at each other the same after Senior year.

Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier -- after his abusive father kicks Eddie out, the boy goes to Derry, Maine to meet his mother. He soon realizes that Derry isn't like any other town and neither are the people in it.