You groan in pain as you and Mike are laying on the couch.
" Mike. I can't deal with the pain" You say. " I think I am dying. "
He rolls his eyes and smirks. " Wait! Let me go get the blanket. The dryer just finished. It'll be nice and warm." he says with a smile and kisses your cheek.
Mike returns back with a nice hot blanket and wraps you in it.
" It feels so good!!!!!"
Richie bursts out of the closet again. (Boii I swear, he be spying on everyone. )
" Y/N. I CAN MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER!!!!!!!!!!"
You and Mike look at eacher, with a what the hell just happened kind of look.
Eddie walks into the room. Takes a breath from his inhaler and then drags, Richie out of the house.
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IT 2017 Imagines
FanfictionHey! I'm currently going to write Imagines for the IT 2017 movie. I'm so obsessed with IT. Please make sure to request. I write Imagines for the 💙Losers Club💙 Richie Eddie Beverly Bill Ben Mike Stan 🔪Bowers Gang🔪 Henry Victor Patrick Belch ...
