IT { The Losers Club } Oneshots

Eddie plopped down on the couch next to Richie, who's lanky body was strewn over the armrest and taking up half of the seat. Eddie fit his small body in the remaining space and handed Richie a neatly wrapped present. Richie sat up straight to open it. He ripped into the present ferociously.
Eddie laughed, "it's like you've never received a present in your life, Rich."
Richie paused in shock once he'd opened the box that had been hidden under the wrapping paper. He pulled out a small silver chain and ran it through his fingers. "Woah, Eddie, I-"
"Do you like it?" The smaller boy asked. "Oh my god it's too much. I'll take it back and get you something else. Fuck, I knew I shouldn't have-"