Soulmate - Stenbrough

Part 22

pov: bill denbrough
*the next morning*
i open my crushed eyes, the sunlight filtering through the blinds into my basement. i turn myself over, looking at my golden curled boyfriend. everyone is asleep, i try to go back to bed, but to no avail i can't fall back asleep. i get up quietly, my feet pitter-pattering against the carpeted stairs. my parents and georgie are out, i start to take our stuff to make chocolate chip pancakes. mike is the first to arise, he actually helps me. unlike richie, who just talks. i don't get how eddie loves him as a boyfriend.
"shut up, richie! we can hear you from down here!" stan groans.
"go and deal with your bitch, billiam," richie sasses.
"he's my boyfriend, not my bitch," i state. i quietly walk downstairs, stan drapes a blanket over his body. i lift the blanket, stan takes me in his arms.
"babyyyy, i don't wanna get up!" stan complains.
"you don't have to yet. i made chocolate chip pancakes, your favorite," i whisper. stan softly smiles.
that's so cute.
stan and i just lay there, leaving everyone to themselves.
"i think you're the love of my life," stan mutters.
"i know you're mine."