eddies pov
inspired by this art that's not mine
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i was walking to richies house from school with him and sleeping over tonight after begging my mom nonstop all afternoon yesterday. she finally agreed and i couldn't be happier. richies parents weren't usually home so we'd have the whole house to ourselves. he asked me out the other day and of course i said yes, since then, this would really be the first time we'd get to spend time alone.

we couldn't really show much affection in public, as most people were homophobic. the park usually has a lot of kids there, and my mom rarely lets me leave the house and I can't have friends over. so i was going to make the most of it. i wasn't sure what we had planned but having alone time with richie was all i cared about.

i stayed silent the rest of the walk there, listening to richie ramble on about the most random things. i loved the sound of his voice so i just listened, every once and awhile I'd add in a personal opinion on whatever he was talking about so he'd keep going and not think that he was annoying me.

we finally got to his house, ive been here a few times already when i was younger so i already knew what it looked like. it was usually pretty dark, not much decoration or food or any color really, but i still liked it. we walked to richies room, where there was just a bed, a desk, and a closet. the floor was carpeted with a dark blue carpet and the walls were light grey. richies bed sheets were black and he had a few Polaroid pictures of his friends on his wall above his bed, many pictures of me included. we both sat down on his bed and tossed our backpacks against the wall.

"so, what do you wanna do?" i asked, curious on how we were going to spend this sleepover.

"hmm," he said looking around the room, biting his cheek. "wanna build a fort?"

"uhh, sure, but where?" i asked. his room was small. when you first walked in, to the right was a small bed and straight ahead against the left wall was his desk and a small trash can between the desk and his back wall that was straight ahead with just one window. against the back right corner was his closet door.

"we could move the trash can and pull my desk down a little and then use a sheet and a blanket to build it? here I'll show you."

he got up and left the room for a minute, coming back with a king size sheet in his hand. he put one end on his desk underneath a school book, the other end on a nail in his wall, the two other ends pulled down to the window where he lifted up the window and then closed it down onto the sheet and then stuck the other corner of the sheet on his bed and placed another book on top of it.

"see? that wasn't so bad. it looks good."

"now we just need a few blankets to lay in it and to close it off." i said, getting up from his bed.

"hold on," he said before leaving his room again and coming back with a few blankets.

"where did all these just randomly come from?"

"my parents room, they're spares."

"won't you get in trouble?"

"they're rarely here, and even if I get unlucky enough for them to pop by tomorrow, they probably won't even notice." i just smiled sadly at his home situation.

He laid one blanket down between the window and the bed to block off the view of the closet door there and make a wall, and then used another blanket to block off part of it between the desk and the bed so we had a little way to get in but it wasn't a huge opening.

i grabbed the comforter off his bed and helped him lay out blankets on the floor of the fort with another blanket to cover us with. we laid a few pillows down and decided it was finished.

it took us an hour to build it so it was only about 4:30 pm, we didn't really know what to do with the rest of our time so we watched a few movies until we decided to go to bed.

we laid in the fort together, richie was wearing a red hoodie and black sweatpants (a/n basically imagine the picture above im just changing it a little) and i wore a light blue hoodie with light brown shorts. this hoodie used to be richies until he gave it to me one day when we were walking home; it was raining and i was only wearing a t shirt and shorts. i kept it ever since because he said it looked nice on me and looked good with my hair color, eye color, and my freckles.

i laid down on my stomach in between his legs. he smiled and kissed my forehead.

"i could get used to this." he said.

"well don't, because sadly this will probably not happen again for another like 8 months." i said before glancing at his lips. i moved myself foreward and laid my head in between his head and his shoulder, my lips being inches away from his neck.

"you could always sneak out.." he whispered, knowing i would not like the idea.

he wrapped his arms around my back and squeezed me, trying as hard as possible to bring me closer to him even though it wasn't possible.

"my mom makes me go to bed at 9 and she checks my room in the middle of the night because she has insomnia so she's always awake. im not allowed to lock my door either." i mumbled, annoyed with the situation. i placed a few kisses on his neck, hearing him giggling quietly and talking about how it tickled. i lifted my head up and kissed his lips, smiling and doing it a few more times before putting my head down and resting it on my arm. "but.. you could always sleep over at my house.. just sneak in through my window like in the movies. we'd have to be careful though, we'd need somewhere for you to quick hide if we heard her coming." i suggested.

"i wish we could do that more," Richie said laughing, referring to the kisses. i nodded and sighed. i could feel his belly moving from giggling. "and i could try to sneak out. my parents aren't here so they won't care.. but i don't remember how to get to your house and i don't know which window is yours." richie added.

"tomorrow when you walk me home, ill show you. we'll figure it out, chee, i promise." i said, lifting my head up, putting my left hand on his left cheek and kissing his nose. he smiled and pulled me closer again.

i felt him take an arm off of me and put it behind his head, moving down a little more to get in a more comfortable position. I could feel his face up against my hair.

"your hair smells nice." richie said randomly, making me laugh.

"thanks bubba" i giggled.

"hey, bubba is my thing."

i lifted my head up and looked into his dark brown eyes, that seemed to sparkle from happiness. i kissed him once again and told him to go to sleep.

"i love you a lot richie."

"i love you a lot more eddie spaghetti. goodnight"

"goodnight baby" i said before drifting off to sleep.
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i feel like this is boring and cringe i don't really like it that much but idk how to fix it also sorry if all my oneshots sound the same lol i also feel like they do all sound really similar but idk i have a style and im probably (hopefully) overthinking it

anyways it's like October 26 or somethin so happy pre halloween mother fuckers