hiiii, me again i am so sorry! i keep having this idea of a richie tozier fic with the saying “kiss me like you wanna be loved” if you could write something involving that, that would be amazing! thank u so so much
Summary: Richie’s had feelings for Y/N ever since they started becoming best friends. On the last day they’re all together before college, Richie acts on his feelings.
Pairing: Teen!Richie x Reader
A/N: Hey! don’t be sorry hahaha! So the first thought that came to mind was the song by Ed Sheeran? This was a real sucky ending I’m sorry, I wanted it to be happy yet sorta sad??
One, two, three, four
Settle down with me, cover me up, cuddle me in,
Lie down with me, and hold me in your arms,
The street lamps flickered, shining off the hood of Richie’s beat up Ford as he pulled up to Y/N’s house to drop her off.
It was evening, the sun just set, the remaining light giving off a blue hue that surrounded everything. Stepping out of the car, Richie walked up to the front door with Y/N.
They stood on her porch silently, as Y/N searched for her keys in her purse, Richie rocking back and forth on his heels.
When she found them, she unlocked the door, before facing Richie, both of them dreading this part.
It was the last day the Losers would be together before going their separate ways to college. Richie and Y/N had just come back from the Losers Club’s last hangout. That goodbye was hard enough, this one, Richie didn’t know how he was going to handle it and neither did Y/N.
“It’s been a good few years Trashmouth.” Y/N laughed, watery.
“Yeah.” Richie choked out.
“Fuck, I’m gonna miss you.”
Swallowing, Richie pulled her in for a hug, squeezing her tightly. Pulling apart, he cupped her face, and kissed her on the mouth softly, lashes fluttering as he stepped back. “Goodbye Y/N.”
And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet
And with a feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now
But she clutched at his shirt, tugging him back, reattaching their lips.
“How long?” Y/N whispered quietly, drawing back.
“A long time.” Richie admitted, his forehead touching hers.
“Why didn’t you tell me you idiot?” Y/N asked fondly, her hands resting on the back of his neck, her fingers tracing into his curls. “You realize this is possibly the worst time you could ever confess?”
“I don’t know.” Richie whined, pressing a kiss to her jaw. “And we better make the most of our time then..”
“Beep beep Richie.” Y/N laughed, smacking the back of his head lightly, stumbling inside as he continued to press sloppy kisses on her cheeks, jaw and neck.
Soon, they were curled up on her bed in loose pyjamas, lazy kisses being placed on each other, both of them living in the moment, not wanting it to end and not wanting to think about what was to come tomorrow.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved, you wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
We’re falling in love, we’re falling in love