IT characters x reader

or not //mike hanlon

"i dare you to spend two hours down over at the barrens. bonus points if you're by the sewers." richie smirked as he handed out the dare.
"what the fuck? hell no. it's 5 o'clock! by the time it's over, it'd be 7 already! that's curfew! and the sun is already going down!" you protest, throwing your hands everywhere.
see, this is what you get for playing truth or dare especially with richie in the mix. it's a dumb idea and you mentally curse yourself for agreeing.
"well if you're too pussy about it, i guess we can give you something else..." richie sighed, looking off into the distance.
and this is where your competitiveness kicks in, "hell no, i'm game."
"are you sure y/n? it might be dangerous." mike said, looking at you with questioning eyes.
"well mike, if you're worried, just go with her! be a good boyfriend!" jack laughed, slapping mike's shoulder.
you look back at mike, ready to see if he's going to go with you.
"okay fine." he sighed and got up, helping you up along the process.
"okay great, see you at nine!"
"i'm going to get richie back, i swear." you grumble, mike nodding in agreement.
it was a quiet bike ride and walk to the barrens, you enjoy the wind gently blowing your hair back and the sun gleaming on your face, a view that mike found especially most pleasing.
once you got to sit down by a large tree, you looked at mike, "okay weirdo, whatcha staring at?"
"just at you." he grinned, showing off his perfect teeth.
"you corny fucker."
:well, if i'm here for two hours with you, i'd better get on your good side, right?" he asked, throwing a pebble at your shoe.
"right."
by the time one hour rolled around, it was already pitch black all around and the constant chirp of the crickets and the soft sloshing of the water was giving you a horror movie feel. daylight savings time is a bitch.
"okay i know we battle a killer clown and all but, this place gives me the creeps." mike shuddered, almost tripping over a tree root.
"want to walk around? being surrounded by trees is so eerie," you suggest, starting to stand up.
"yeah sure, where to?" mike says, wiping away the dirt from his shorts.
"well, i know these woods like the back of my hand so, wherever it takes us, i suppose."
"alright, come on."
someway, somehow, you and mike end up by the sewers. there was a little tug-o-war between the two of you on whether you two should walk farther or walk back.
"no, we are going back. clown or no clown, i'm not going in there!" you protest, trying to pull away from mike's pulling grip on you.
"come on, y/n! i'm right here with you!" mike laughed, tugging you back but after a few tries, you finally got your hand free and started running, laughing hysterically. you ran for a good ten seconds and found yourself away from mike and your smile got smacked right off your face.
"oh fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck- mike!" you yell his name out and you started to walk back the way you came. you curse yourself over and over for running so far.
"mike, i swear to god, if you're going to jump out at me, i will break your face," you say slowly and then you heard a twig snap near you, "oh hell no, i'm not dying today. i already faced death, come at me!"
it got quiet and you felt a shiver down your spine. you slowly turn around to make sure there's nothing behind you and then two strong arms wrap around you and carry you off, running. you scream but the scent of dirt and pine quickly gave away.
"mike hanlon! i will break your face!" you giggle, "put me down!"
"okay, okay i will!" mike puts you down and you turn around to face him.
"you asshole! i think my heart beat increased a tenfold!" you playfully slap his shoulder over and over.
"i'm s-sorry! but you should've seen your face!" mike was laughing so hard, his breath was hitching and you had to let him catch his breath. once he was calming down, you shot a glare at him.
"finished?" you cock your head to the side, "good, anyways, what time is it?"
mike squinted at his watch, holding it up to the moonlight, trying to get a good look at the watch face, "it is... seven sixteen o'clock. okay, let's go back because if i stay another second here, i will lose it."
you laugh out of nowhere, and held your hand out to mike, letting his fingers slip into yours. together, you guys walked to the place where you hid your bikes and biked back to your house.
"well, see you tomorrow y/n." mike smiled and pecked your cheek. you felt your cheeks warm up and you licked your lips.
"see ya mike." you say and walk into your house.
the next day, when you met up with your group of friends, they got an earful from you and mike. well, mostly you.
"-and you didn't even look for us! i'm kind of obligated to slap all of you in the face!" your voice was raised and your nostrils were flared up, inflicting a nervous fear amongst them.
"well, i didn't think you'd actually go." richie trailed off, his eyes darting away from you.
"let's play a game of duck duck goose. only this time, everybody is the goose and nobody is running away." you smirk.
"f-fuck y-you r-richie." bill mumbled.
"yeah, fuck you richie."
"yeah okay, trash talk the trashmouth- ow! really y/n?"