richard tozier imagines

#8

"this is your room" y/n asked as she and the losers stepped in bens room. "yea you like it" ben proudly smiled. "like it, sure" richie began, " love it, not so much".

"richie shut up" y/n smacked his arm. "i'm just saying" he put his hands up in defense. "richie may not like it, but i like it" beverly smiled at ben. "i have the books upstairs" ben remembered, "i'll get them" he continued. "no need to ben my boy" richie smiled, "me and y/n will get them".

"are you sure" ben asked. "ben dont worry, we'll get them" y/n reassured him. "okay then" ben smiled.

richie took y/n's hand and together they ran upstairs. "now where's the boo-" y/n was cut off as richie spun her to face him. "richie, you said to get the books. not to make out" y/n laughed.

"books, making out. same shit" he smiled as he leaned in. "richie seriously" y/n sighed. "they won't come up" richie begged, "please y/n".

"are you sure no ones gonna come up" she asked. "100%" he smiled. "fine" y/n said.

in a matter of seconds y/n is pinned to the wall making out with richie. "cherry chapstick, seriously y/n" richie laughed, still making out with y/n.

"yes richie" y/n giggled.

"HEY GU-" eddie barged in the room.

richie immediately jumped from y/n. looking at eddie with wide eyes he said: "it's not what it looks like, i swear".

eddie sighed, "𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰".

"maybe" y/n shyly said. y/n stepped closer to eddie and practically begged him, "please don't tell anyone, please eddie".

"do us a solid ed's" richie scratched his neck.

"fine" he mumbled. "don't call me ed's".

"let's get the books" eddie said.

"sounds fine with me" richie smiled.

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