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fandom | It: Chapter One
character | (17) Richie Tozier
requested | @/choetotakoe on tumblr, @/wolfhard-tozier on tumblr, @/wukindly on tumblr, @/beepbeeprichtozier on tumblr
warnings | Smut/NSFW implications, swearing, underage drinking
word count | 2,261
keys | (Y/n) = Your name
summary | Hey. I'm your Russian fan. And if there are errors in this request - blame the translator. I want you to write for me❤ Y / n and Richie were best friends. But they hid their love from each other. And at one party they got drunk and accidentally fucked. And the next morning they find out the relationship. And in the end they begin to meet.
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"Come on Richie, we're going to a high school party, not the fucking Grammy's!" You shouted, willing your best friend to get out of the bathroom.
"You can't rush art (Y/n)!" He yelled back. You furrowed your eyebrows.
"Art? What art? You said you were doing your hair!" You replied. You heard him laugh.
"And I am! You see, darling (Y/n), my hair doesn't just naturally look this amazing. It takes time, effort, patience, and a delicate hand. Therefore, it is art." He said, poking his head out of the doorway as he spoke. You couldn't help but laugh and roll your eyes.
"Well, you better paint a bit faster, Picasso, cause we're about to pass the line of fashionably late." You said, marveling at how humorous he thought he was.
"Okay okay, I'm coming." He said with a laugh, exiting the bathroom and walking to the door. You grabbed your bag and your keys before walking out.
"Fucking finally." You replied lightheartedly, locking your front door as he walked out after you. He rolled his eyes before sticking his tongue out at you. You laughed and began walking to your car.
You and Richie were a power couple, but not a couple couple. You were the power couple of badass nerdy best friends who always brought life to the party. And I mean every party. When there was a party, you were some of the first people to get invited. With good reason. I mean, you and Richie were probably the best drunks to be around.
You unlocked your car and sat in the front seat, pushing the key into the ignition. After the quiet rumble of the engine, you shut the door and buckled yourself in. The car gave a slight jolt as Richie got in. He shut the door and propped his feet on the dashboard. You turned toward him "Come on Richie, we're going to a high school party, not the fucking Grammy's!" You shouted, willing your best friend to get out of the bathroom.
"You can't rush art (Y/n)!" He yelled back. You furrowed your eyebrows.
"Art? What art? You said you were doing your hair!" You replied. You heard him laugh.
"And I am! You see, darling (Y/n), my hair doesn't just naturally look this amazing. It takes time, effort, patience, and a delicate hand. Therefore, it is art." He said, poking his head out of the doorway as he spoke. You couldn't help but laugh and roll your eyes.
"Well, you better paint a bit faster, Picasso, cause we're about to pass the line of fashionably late." You said, marveling at how humorous he thought he was.
"Okay okay, I'm coming." He said with a laugh, exiting the bathroom and walking to the door. You grabbed your bag and your keys before walking out.
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