i still haven't seen it chapter 2 so based off of what i've seen, they made a clubhouse underground that has a hammock in it and sand and comics idk where it is but i'm just gonna go off that

this is inspired by that one video of jack and jaeden during a conference thing where jack was being super touchy and stroking jaedens arm softly cause he's babie

anyway

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"hello?" richie asked when he picked up the phone. it was saturday afternoon and he had nothing to do.

"hey, it's stan, billy and i- and maybe eddie- are gonna hang out at the clubhouse in like an hour for a little bit, wanna come?"

"wow stan- you asking me if i wanna hang out? well this is new! i'll be there- right after i fuck your mo-" stan hung up before richie could finish, and richie giggled as he put on some shoes.

he had nothing else to do so he figured he'd just go down there early, cause why not?

once richie arrived at the clubhouse, he hopped in and look around hesitantly. he liked being alone sometimes.. but not in public. he turned on a little battery-powered lantern and looked around.

"sweet." he mumbled as he saw the hammock, immediately claiming it and grabbing a comic.

before he knew it, he heard loud footsteps run to the entrance of the hideout and jump in.

"shit, ya scared the fuck outta me!" richie said, catching his breath and sitting up in the hammock. stanley and bill made their way inside and richie looked for eddie, but was disappointed when he couldn't see him.

"don- dont wa-w-worry,-"

"he's coming. we stopped at his place first, his mom is making him do chores first. should be here soon." stan finished for bill, pulling out a board game.

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"ya guys down here?" a small familiar voice questioned, jumping down and wiping the dust off of himself. richie made eye contact with the short boy that he's fallen in love with.

he looked really nice today, his hair had grown a little longer and wavier, his dark blue shirt stood out against his freckles and soft brown eyes and rosy cheeks.

eddie made eye contact with richie and smiled immediately, sending a small wave to stan and bill before walking to the hammock.

"there's no way you're gettin me out of this thing." richie smirked, spreading himself out and obnoxiously holding up his comic to read it.

"hmm,,," eddie smirked and pretended to think, looking at richie mischievously before hopping in on top of him.

"ouch, ya fuckin' lunatic! what the fuck?" richie asked loudly, definitely not expecting to have eddie's weight thrown on top of him.

eddie laughed, along with stan and bill, and then adjusted himself so his leg was draped over richie's and his head was next to his. he started reading what richie was holding up. he looked over at richie's furrowed eyebrows yet his intrigued eyes, even though he's probably read this one a million times.

he moved his head comfortably on to richie's shoulder, feeling richie's heart beating against his arm.

he gently placed his finger tips on top of richie's arm and started tracing along his arm, lightly scratching in a calming manner.

richie looked down at him and smiled for a second before focusing on his comic again.

"jesus, it's so hard to have a conversation with you two." stan said, rolling his eyes. eddie looked at stan suddenly, as he scared him a little bit.

"sorry, we're reading the- this. what did you say?" richie asked innocently, smirking at eddie and allowing him to trace his arm.

"yeah yeah, i was wondering if you got the biology homework done. i never finished the lab in class, did any of you?"

"i-i did, yoo-you can look at mine," bill said quietly. bill had a calming and quiet voice, and most people understood it was because he was insecure about his stutter. his voice was still gentle and comforting.

"thanks billy." stan smiled at him, pulling out a different board game. "right, you two love birds can go back to making out." stan said as he set the board game down.

"we weren't, but thanks for the idea!" eddie replied, looking up at richie to see him smiling. he was still gently tracing all along richie's forearm slowly, he felt like he couldn't stop, and it's not like richie wanted him to either. it was a gesture he discovered he loved a few years back, it always made him feel peaceful.

eddie stuffed his head back into richie's shoulder and let his mind take him places.

"ya know, i really want a watch. a really good one." eddie mentioned randomly after a few moments.

"yeah, well good luck finding a hundred dollars." stan replied.

"we could always sell richie." eddie shrugged, smiling as richie scoffed.

"true, but where are ya gonna find the other 95 dollars?" stan snickered and richie flipped him off, staring blankly at him.

"c-come on guys, i think wuh-we can agr-agree," bill paused, "r-richie's worth m-muh-maybe.. ten duh-dollars at most" he added smugly, high-fiving stan.

"wow, rude." richie simply replied, too tired to think of a comeback. he put the comic book down and took another out, holding it up just like before. he paid no mind to eddie, but deep inside, he was blushing from the way the small cute boy was cuddled up against him.

eddie planted a small kiss on the bottom of richie's neck and wrapped his arm around him, letting his eyes flutter shut so he could take a short nap on his boyfriend.

richie turned his head slowly to kiss eddie's hairline and then gently massaged his head before going back to his comics. he pretended he didn't hear bill when he told stan quietly that he thought they were adorable.

"sweet dreams, love." richie whispered into eddie's ear.