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A Penny For Your Thoughts | richie tozier

>> gif credit to @/various-cartoon-awesomeness on tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | Richie Tozier

requested | Anonymous​, @/wolfhard-tozier on tumblr, @/wukindly on tumblr, @/beepbeeprichtozier on tumblr

warnings | Cursing

word count | 1,495

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (f/c) = favorite color, (h/c) = hair color, (e/c) = eye color

summary | Hi love! Your Richie's imagines give me goosebumps, they are so incredibly good! I was wondering if you could write another Richie imagine, where Richie wants to kiss reader and admit his feelings but he always get interrupted by one of the losers and he gets really sick of it? It would be amazing! Love u!

editor | @/feliscatus-exe on tumblr

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You yawned and stretched out your arms, laying back. Richie looked down at your head that was now laid in his lap. He raised his eyebrows.

"What are you doing (Y/n)?" He asked.

"Sleeping." You replied, turning and closing your eyes. Richie sighed and shook his head. His eyes never left your face. You looked beautiful when you were at peace. He thought you looked beautiful all the time, but especially at times like this. He hovered a hand over your cheek, moving a strand of hair behind your ear lightly. Your eyebrows furrowed.

"What are you doing Richie?" You asked. Richie moved his eyes from your face to the side of Bill's garage.

"You had hair on your face. Thought I'd be a good friend, asshole." He replied. You laughed quietly and his cheeks turned red. He was glad your eyes were closed.

"Whatever you say dickwad." You said. The door to Bill's garage opened and the rest of the Loser's piled in. They had left in search of snacks, and both you and Richie were too lazy to join them. And of course, they were quick to notice you laying on his lap.

"And what's going on with you lovebirds?" Beverly asked. You scoffed.

"Oh shut up Bev. I'm tired and fucko here was taking up one of the seats. What was I supposed to do?" You asked. Beverly laughed.

"Sure (Y/n)." She said. Richie rolled his eyes and flipped her off, causing her to smirk.

"E-E-E-Enough chit- chit-chat... The movie is start-ting." Bill said, plopping down on a beanbag adjacent to the projector. Everyone else got comfortable quickly not wanting to miss any scenes. But Richie's eyes stayed glued to you. He didn't mind missing the movie. Especially not when there was a sight as beautiful as you that he could watch instead.

>> timeskip <<

Richie squinted, the sun shining almost directly into his eyes. He looked over the cliff and down to the water that sat at the bottom of the quarry. He then looked at you, dressed in your (f/c) swim attire. He swallowed and shifted his vision immediately.

"Where is everyone else?" You asked. He shrugged. He heard quiet rustling and turned his head, watching as you now stood up.

"What are doing?" He asked. You looked over your shoulder before reaching your hand up and leaning to the left.

"Stretching." You replied. He laughed.

"Stretching? What kind of nerd stretches?" He says. You glare at him before switching to the right.

"You say that now, but when you get a cramp when you're swimming don't come crying to me to save you." You said, finishing up the last of your stretching. After you did, you walked towards him and sat down. He shook his head before leaning it on his knees. He watched as the wind blew through your (h/c) locks. He felt his cheeks become red as he took in every beautiful detail of your face.