Sacrilege. Pennywise x Reader.

Some'thing' that shouldn't have wanted me.

And some'thing' I shouldn't have wanted.

Moving back to your mother's childhood home isn't all that bad. No, now you finally get to live a normal, peaceful life in a small town, where the quiet streets promise a chance to free your mind from every torment that once clung to it.

You have never quite allowed your own mind to wander beyond what is ordinary. You have never truly wanted to believe in anything that might make you question what you know.

You are a logical person. Painfully, stubbornly logical and your heart has always remained in the right place-somewhere that should never make you question what you 'feel', or where it was always meant to be.

You refuse to let any of that change.

But anything can be changed if fate has already decided so.

When the story has already been written and the ink has long since dried, no amount of logic, doubt, or defiance can erase what was always meant to happen-

or stop your heart from wanting what fate had already chosen.

Those are simply the rules.

And we were never meant to break them.