Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Talk to me | stanley uris

>> gif credit to @/animesaveson tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | Stanley Uris

requested | Anonymous

warnings | implied self-harm

word count | 525

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

summary | Hello. Can you please do a Stan Uris x reader where the does self harm and Stan has to force them to talk about, and it ends in fluff and cuddles.

editor | @/feliscatus-exe on tumblr

>><<

You watched as your friends swam around the quarry, splashing each other with water. You were physically present, but your mind was elsewhere. It's not like you could help it, of course. Your thoughts always seemed to drift when you were hanging out with them.

"Hey, you alright?" A soft voice questioned. You looked up and saw Stan laying down his towel next to you and sitting.

"What? Y-Yeah um... I'm just thinking, yaknow?" You replied.

"Oh, okay... You're sure nothings wrong?" He asked, his tone far more comforting than you liked to admit. You gave a meek smile.

"I'm sure Stan. Thank you."

"And you would tell me? If there was something wrong you'd tell me, right?" He asked, never letting his gentle way of speaking falter. You swallowed and looked away, bringing your knees close to your chest so you could hug them. You nodded slowly.

"I care about you (Y/n). We all do. A lot." He whispered. You bit your lip, trying to keep the tears from spilling out of your eyes.

"I-I know." Your voice cracked.

"Then... Can you please talk to me? I know when something is wrong so... What aren't you telling me?" He asked, grabbing your hand. You instinctively pulled away, no doubt confirming what he was already suspecting. You could see his face fall in your peripheral vision, which only made you feel worse.

"When did you start again?" He asked quietly. You chewed on your lip even harder, doing everything you could to prevent more tears from falling. It proved pointless as your body began to shake slightly from your crying. Admitting it to yourself was always so hard, let alone somebody else. Somebody you cared about so much.

"(Y/n). You need to talk to me." He whispered as he gently grabbed your face, forcing you to look at him. You could see every little sparkle in those beautiful hazel eyes of his, and you felt a sense of peace wash over you. He made you feel safe. So you nodded.

"But... Not here. Please. I don't want the others to know I started again. At least not yet." You replied. Stan nodded before standing up.

"Guys, (Y/n) and I are going to head out. Sun's finally catching up to us." He yelled to the rest of the Losers, who were all still swimming in the quarry. Half of them protested but the other half showed no obligation and only wished you safety on your trip home.

Stan began to gather his things, as well as yours. Once everything was packed up, he grabbed your hand and led you up the path that his bike was parked on. He hopped on and motioned you to stand on his pegs, which you did happily. Once you firmly planted your feet down, he fastened your arms around his waist. You leaned your head against his back and inhaled, his shirt smelling strongly of pine needles and river water.

"Thank you..." You whispered, your words inaudible due to your face being buried in his clothes. You didn't mind though. He was there, and that's what mattered.