for the record (chapter 1)
summary: Eddie Kasprak and Richie despise each other, it’s just too bad that they’re anonymously best pals on tumblr. This is gonna be good…
notes: i’m so excited to be writing my first chaptered fic! this fic is going to have four chapters, so if you would like to be tagged, send me an ask! huge thanks to Dee, my amazing beta! follow her @losvcr
also, if you have anything that you made that was inspired by the fic or have a review for it, (i would actually cry) tag it with #you’ve got mail eds!
7 Months Ago…
It was a well-known fact that Eddie Kaspbrak had always been anxious. It was in his nature, and his obsessive compulsive disorder absolutely did not help his case. Because of his upbringing, he was very tidy and frankly, a little high-strung. He liked to keep everything in order and was very precise.
Now, you can imagine how a person of his nature would react when a loud and boisterous record shop moved in next door to his picturesque plant nursery.
To give you a hint, it was not pleasant.
If they don’t turn down that music in five seconds, someone’s face is going to get kicked to the back of their skull.
Making up his mind, Eddie quickly spritzed his bonsai trees with some water before he stormed out the shop door, heading into the god forsaken vinyl shop where he was prepared to beg for a little peace and quiet.
Eddie had never really taken a good look at For The Record before that moment, and he took a moment to make his critiques.
It was a rather small shop, but what it lacked in color, it made up in copious amounts of vibrant decor. The walls were filled to the brim with random vintage artifacts and every shelf had a bizarre knick-knack to accompany the vinyls. The shop had no color scheme and the only thing that was semi-organized were the records themselves, sorted into genres. Eddie made note of the abundant Classic Rock section. In short, the record shop made Eddie’s hands twitch.
After Eddie finished his observations, he immediately went to the counter, where an unusually tall, messy-haired boy sat reading a magazine. Once again, Eddie noticed that a peculiar novelty was at the register (an arrangement of red balloons).
The cashier had a full head of dark curls and sharp cheekbones. As he flipped through the magazine, the boy bit at his lip. He is really cute. Eddie thought this absentmindedly as he made his way to the counter, where he stood in front of the boy with his hand on his hip until the cashier looked up. When the boy saw Eddie, he looked slightly stumped for a second until he regained his composure.
“Hey there, gorgeous, what can I do for you on this lovely afternoon?” The cashier quipped with a poorly executed southern accent.
Eddies cheeks burned at the nickname as he spat, “Your music that you’re playing outside is way too loud. I can barely hear myself think inside the shop.”
“And wouldn’t that be a shame.” The boy said as he rested his head in his hands. Then, he sprung upright as he snapped his fingers. “Hey, hey, hey! You’re Eddie, the owner of that flower shop that’s next door, aren’t you? I’m Richie Tozier, proud owner of For The Record, at your service,” He finished with a salute.
Maybe what Eddie said next was a little harsh, but in his defense, the thirteen year old customer he previously had to deal with that day had put him in a mood. And he was hungry.
“Hold up. First of all, it’s a plant nursery not a flower shop! Second, maybe if you turned your god damn music down, you would have the brain cells to notice that.”
Richie’s grin dropped off of his face. “Dude, listen. I didn’t mean to upset you, but you’re being a total dick right now.”
“I’m being the dick? Just turn down your fucking music, okay? I don’t have time to deal with this shit right now.” Eddie complained with a huff. Eddie noticed that after he said that, Richie’s playful demeanor was completely gone.
Ok, maybe that was pretty harsh.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to get your lace panties in a twist, princess.” Richie said with a cold smirk.
Oh, fuck him.
That was the last straw, and Eddie stormed out of the obnoxious vinyl store. He was not about to deal with some homophobic jackass who was so worried about his fragile masculinity, that he had to insult the obviously gay guy by calling him a princess.
Once Eddie was back in the nursery, he frantically started to clean the already pristine counter and once it was absolutely spotless, he began to scrub at his hands in the sink behind the counter.
He heard the music next door go so loud he could feel the bass vibrating the floor in Eddie’s nursery.
Now, 7 months later…
Eddie was on tumblr, looking at some cute outfit ideas, when he received a tumblr notification from from trashymouthrt. Eddie grinned as he clicked on the notification and was brought to trashymouthrt‘s latest private message to Eddie
alright hear me out: pizza flavored beer
it would be a hit, right?
Eddie chuckled to himself as he typed out his reply.
that sounds disgusting
The reply from trashymouthrt was instantaneous.
or insanely good
i think you’re insane
love you too hun
i kinda wish i knew your actual name
and your face
and you irl
Dread began to curl in Eddie’s stomach.
but it takes away the anonymity!!!
you’re the worst.
i know <3
if it makes u feel any better, i kinda want to know you irl too
maybe our fates will collide someday and we’ll meet somewhere unexpectedly and i would automatically know it was you because i just know your aura so well
you’re a nerd.
oh shit i gtg see ya later sunshine
bye trash mouth
Eddie got off of his computer with a sigh. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to meet trash mouth, one of his few good friends, but there were way too many risks, and he didn’t want to ruin one of the few good things about his day, especially when Richie Tozier was constantly around and pissing him off.
All of a sudden, he heard the bell above the door ring and someone yelp.
Speak of the devil.
Richie Tozier skidded around the pastel blue shelf of lavender and rosemary, and came to a stop in front of Eddie.
“What the hell do you want, Tozier?” Eddie asked, arms crossed.
“Did you fucking take my sign?” Richie questioned as he looked down at Eddie, which made him feel smaller than his 5’4 self already was. “No, why the hell would I take your sign?!” Eddie retorted.
“Because you harbor a deep, burning hatred for me?”
“Well, you have a point.” Eddie pretended to ponder, “But, I swear on my life, I didn’t take your sign. Everything you have as decor in your shop is ugly, so why would I want anything with your stamp of approval?”
“Maybe so you can spruce up your fairy den with my excellent taste?”
“My nursery is not a fairy den!” Eddie faltered a little as he took a look around his shop, second guessing the pastel colors and fairy lights that hung from the ceiling.
Richie raised an eyebrow.
“Just get the hell out, Tozier!”
“I always savor these moments we have together, Eddie Bear.” Richie remarked while walking out.
Eddie chucked his pink pen at his back, and decided to reevaluate his life choices.
At least trashymouthrt brought him some peace in all of this chaos.
wowowow chapter one is done! let me know if you want to be tagged!