Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Idiot | richie tozier

>> gif credit to @/lilpieceofmyworld on tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | (16) Richie Tozier

requested | @/kejffkfnfmfmmgmg

warnings | Mild swearing

word count | 687

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (f/90's/b) = Favorite 90's band, (L/n) = Last name

>> prompts <<

42 | "I need a hug."

56 | "Are you flirting with me?"

summary | Hiiii!! Could you perhaps do a Richie x Reader where the reader isn't usually an emotional person, but one night they just show up at Richie's kind of upset and confides in him? With MAJOR FLUFF? I think 42 and 56 would go good with this as well. Thank you so much :)))

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Richie sighed as he watched the colorful figures dance across the screen. One arm lay across his forehead and other over the top of the couch. His legs hung loosely over the couch arm, one sock on his foot and the other barely hanging on. His breathing was steady and even though his entire house was derelict, he wasn't tired in any way.

There was a quiet knock on his door, causing his head to turn. He sighed and stood up, adjusting his sock. He began to walk to the door and looked through the peephole. He saw a familiar (f/90's/b) hoodie and raised his eyebrows. After unlocking and opening the door, he leaned on the frame.

"Jeez (Y/n), I knew you were obsessed with me but this is another level." He said with a smirk. You glanced up and looked back at your feet.

"Can I uh... Can I come in?" You whispered. His smirk dropped into a frown and he slightly sidestepped, giving you room to walk in.

"Yeah. Is something wrong?" He asked as you walked in. You stayed silent as he locked the door.

"I don't know, I guess... I guess I just need a hug." You replied, never taking your eyes off your shoes. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it. He wrapped his arms around, thinking that this was just the best way to go about the situation. You wrapped your arms around him, taking in the scent of his cheap, drugstore cologne.

"I'm sorry. I'm probably intruding so much right now." You mumbled. You could feel his chest move as his melodic chuckle met your ears.

"You could never intrude. If there's something wrong, I want to help. Why don't we sit down and talk about it? Or... If you don't want to talk about it, we can just eat some Fun Dip and watch reruns of Alf." He said. You smiled and pulled away, nodding your head. He led you to his couch and sat down, watching you. You sat across from him, a sigh escaping your lips.

"I guess I'm just... Tired of keeping it all bottled up, you know? I never really talk about how I feel and usually it's no problem, but lately... I don't know." You said, keeping your eyes on your feet. He placed a hand on your shoulder, causing you to look up. He gave you a small smile, one that made your heart thump out of your chest.

"It's okay. You can tell me, (y/n)." He whispered. You inhaled before nodding.

"Okay. There's uh... There's this boy. I really really like this boy, but I think he has feelings for a someone else. And then, I look... I look at her and I see all these things that I'm not and think, 'Well yeah, I'd pick her over me any day.' It hurts to think that he might feel as passionately for her as I do for him. God, now that I'm saying this out loud, it sounds so stupid." You said and put your face in your hands. Richie moved your hands away and lifted your chin.

"I know this may not mean that much to you, but you are the most amazing person I know." He said. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, backing away slightly as your cheeks darkened.

"Whatever." You said, a small smile still adorning your face. He laughed.

"No, seriously. You're fucking hot. Any guy would be lucky to have you." He replied. You glanced at him and saw him staring at you. There was something in his eyes, something that pushed you to ask your next question.

"Are you flirting with me? Like, actually flirting?" You asked. He looked away, averting his gaze to his hands.

"Well I... Kinda, yeah. That's not the point though. The point is, that guy is an idiot and he doesn't deserve you." Richie replied, keeping his eyes on anything but you. You smiled lightly.

"Richie?" You whispered. He looked at you.

"Yeah?"

"I was talking about you." You said. He raised his eyebrows.

"Me? The... The guy? The idiot? I'm the idiot?" He asked, still not comprehending what was going on.

"Yes, Richie. You're the idiot."