ST/IT Oneshots {COMPLETED}

Platonically - Reddie

Characters - Richie Tozier, Eddie Kasbrak
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Eddie's POV

Always catching stares.
And he looks away everytime.
Although he's in a relationship.

Before it happened I told him.
Before his girlfriend I told him I'm gay.
But that doesn't matter anymore.

Currently, I'm watching them make out.
Can't look away.
Cause I want to.

Don't ask me how I'm here.
Don't ask me why I'm here.
Don't tell me I should look away, I know.

Even if I looked away, I'd hear it.
Even if I walked away, I'd picture it.
Even if I stormed out, it wouldn't help.

For once in my life I was happy.
Forgotten all the bad.
Forgotten all the bullying.

Good times come to an end.
Girls steal your man.
Gorgeous girls do.

However beautiful she is, Richie's prettier.
However talented she is, Richie's better.
However funny she is, Richie's funnier.

I understand why he likes her.
I understand why he wouldn't like me.
I don't understand what everything meant though.

Jokes at midnight.
Jokes at lunch.
Jokes when I'm feeling down.

Kisses on cheeks.
Kisses on the corners of mouths.
Kisses on noses.

Laughter coming from me.
Laughter coming from him.
Love coming from me.

Manly impressions.
Many of them.
Mostly stupid ones.

No one ever questioned us.
No one thought we were just friends.
No one expected Richie to get a girlfriend.

Of course he did.
Obviously he would.
Oblivious to my love.

Probably thinking I was being friendly.
Probably thinking I was too friendly.
Probably hating me.

Quite the man I'd say.
Quite good with the ladies.
Queer lil me thought he'd like me.

Rubbish lil me.
Roaming around my closet for smart clothes.
Running while holding his hand.

Sleepovers.
Snuggled up together.
Silently breathing.

Tight hugs.
Thinking of never letting go.
Trying to stay there forever.

Ugly Christmas sweaters.
Unusual stories at night.
Unnatural silly makeovers.

Very good makeovers.
Very fashionable choices.
Vulnerability coming from me.

When it was cold, he'd hold my hand.
When it was warm, he'd try to keep me cool.
When it was snowing, we'd make snowmen.

Xylophone playing.
X-rays for my broken arm.
X written on our war faces.

Young us being idiots.
Youthfully playing about.
Young and not knowing about gays.

Zoo trips.
Zumba late at night.
Zodiac theories. 

But all of this is clearly platonic because he's in love with a girl. In case you didn't notice, I'm a boy.

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15k? Thanks people!

I really liked this idea. Idk where it came from.