Round curve of an R || Richie Tozier
Request: can you do a richie x reader fic where bev catches the reader doodling richies name, and she tells richie & it’s all cute and stuff?
Characters: Reader x Richie Tozier, Bill, Eddie and Beverly
Word count: 460
A/n: she a shorty
You hadn’t been paying attention to the teacher for the last 5 minutes at least. You doodled in your notebook, not really putting any thought into it. Just jotting down random words and patterns. You finished the last petal of a blooming flower when your head snapped up at a smartass comment from Richie Tozier. The teacher hushed the laugher from the class and moved on with the lesson, queueing you to return to your drawing.
You subconsciously started on the round curve of a R. You continued writing out a fancy Richie on your page. You smiled at it and ran your thumb over the lead on the page. What a boy Richie Tozier was. The bell rang and you rushed, putting everything in your backpack and running out the door to your next class.
Richie sat at the lunch table with Eddie and Bill when Beverly came up to them with a smirk plastered on her thin lips. “Guess you have a admirer, Tozier.” He gave her a confused look, “what?” “I saw a certain someone writing your name in her textbook.” Eddie coked on his milk, “seriously?! Him.”
Bill and Bev laughed, “seriously. She was totally zoned out.” “who the fuck is it?” She started to laugh again, “now why on earth would I tell you.” Richie squinted through his thick glasses. “This is for calling me Molly Ringwald, trashmouth.” as she spoke the smirk returned to her lips.
“Please I’ll do anything,” Richie then overdramatically dropped out of his seat and kneeled before her, “I’m begging you Beverly, I could die.” he went into his british impersonation. Bev just shook her head as Eddie and Bill laughed. “Please, I’ll do anything.” she shook her head and he resorted to tickling her to find out who was his secret admirer. “Richie stop, I can’t breath- stop!”
Beverly could barely make out between laughs, But that didn’t stop Richie. He needed to know. “Just T-tell him.” Bill laughed. “No- I- (y/n)!” she screeched. “Yeah?” you asked, you had been walking to your seat when Beverly Marsh, the girl who sat next to you in history, yelled your name. Her and Richie whipped around to face you with wide eyes, “Oh, I just-” “Hey babe.”
Your cheeks reddened instantly. “Wha- What.” you looked between the two of them and realize she must have looked at your notebook earlier that day. “Oh- I-” you think of anything to say, Lucky for you Eddie beat you to it. “Seriously? Him?” you gave a weak smile and shrugged your shoulders. “Wanna sit by us?” Richie asked with a smirk. You opened your mouth to say something but when nothing came out you just nodded and took a seat next to Richie.