Ship; Stozier

Fluff

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Stan has his first kiss with Richie after a loud confession

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It's nearly two in the morning and Richie Tozier can't sleep. His mind is buzzing with too many thoughts that he can't seem to grasp. He lays there for a moment before placing his bare feet on the carpet and shuffling over to his closet and slipping on some shoes. He has to do it, he has to. He can't take it anymore.

Richie opens his window and sneaks outside, walking down the street. His eyes gaze up towards the sky, noticing how the full moon lights up the whole town. Richie's heart pounds rapidly in his chest. He places his hand over his heart- trying to keep calm as he inhales deeply, nearing his best friend's house.

Richie stands there, staring at Stan's window. 'Should I do it?' he asks himself. 'Or should I turn back and never say a word?' Richie shakes his head. "I have to," he says out loud. "I have to." he repeats with a nod of his head.

Richie picks up a pebble from the ground and throws it at Stan's window, repeating the action a few more times before Stan finally opens opens the window and peers out into the dark night.

"Richie?" the curly-haired boy asks in a groggy tone. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I can't take it anymore, Stan! I can't!" Richie yells, not caring if he wakes anyone else up.

"Take what? You're making no sense." Stan rubs the sleep away from his eyes, looking at Richie more clearly.

"I need to tell you something," Richie's anxiety grows by the second, his fingers tugging at the curls in his hair.

"Okay?" Stan questions with a half laugh. "Why don't you just come inside?"

Richie shakes his head again, taking one last deep breath before admitting his truth.

"I love you, Stanley Uris! I fucking love you!" Richie shouts to Stan and the whole entire neighborhood.

"I love you too," Stan laughs again, not quite understanding what Richie means. He loves him too, he's his best friend.

"No, no. I'm in love with you, Stan. I fucking adore everything about you. I've been in love with you for fucking years and I can't hold it in anymore. And I know I probably just ruined everything between us, but I can't hold it in anymore. I'm sorry..." he whispers the last part, unsure of Stan heard or not.

Stan stares at Richie for a moment, biting on his bottom lip before inviting Richie inside again.

Richie crawls up the side of Stan's house and stumbles through his window.

"Umm, hi." Richie says sheepishly, his face flushing red.

"Do you really mean what you said?" Stan asks in a gentle tone as he helps Richie to his feet.

"I'd never lie about something like this, and you know I'd never lie to you either. I mean it Stan, I'm fucking in love with you." Richie can feel himself on the verge of tears, he feels so embarrassed.

Stan stares at Richie in awe as he grabs his hands, Richie not knowing because he's too ashamed to look Stan in the eyes.

"Fuck, I just fucked this up so, so badly. I ruined us, didn't I?"

"No, you didn't." Stan says confidently, tilting Richie's chin up with is finger, their eyes locking together. "Because I'm in love with you too."

"What- you are?" Richie asks in pure surprise. Stan nods with a soft giggle.

"I have been for years as well, and I don't think I'll ever stop falling for you."

Richie crashes his lips into Stan's, it's sudden, but he can't help himself. Stan stands there in shock, not able to process what happened before Richie pulls away.

"I'm so sorry..." Richie curses at himself for acting on impulse.

"No, it's okay." Stan reassures as he cups Richie's face and reconnects their lips, kissing with passion and burning desire.

"Wait," Richie breaks the kiss again. "Isn't this your first kiss?"

"First two, yeah..." Stan says shyly, cheeks flushing red.

"Well, then I'm very honored." Richie smiles before leaning into kiss Stan yet again.