Please, Please, Please (Part 2)
Thanks for all the love and attention on part one <3 I have part three written out so that’ll be up soon!!
As night time was closing in and the clock dipped just past 7:30 pm, the losers started to get out of the water and get dressed. Richie pulled out some beers he stole from the house, possibly the only thing his mother would notice if it went missing in his house, but it was worth the risk. He brought them to the rest of the losers who were already gathered around a campfire Mike probably made. Bev, with her arm firmly around Ben’s shoulders, broke the silence after everyone got a drink.
“So, guys, what game do you wanna play tonight?”
“N-never have I ever?” Bill suggested.
“We play that all the time, I think we know each other too well at this point.” they all laughed and then Stan chimed in.
“How about truth or dare?”
“Stan the Man! Hell yea!”
Richie was in to play. The rest of them all nodded, and so it began.They went around for a few rounds. On Stan’s dare, Richie forced him to move to the opposite side of the circle from his boyfriend just to piss him off because, c’mon, Stan is hilarious when he’s pissy. Ben got Mike to admit that he used to have “the tiniest, smallest, little-est” crush on Eddie when they first met. For some reason, hearing that made Richie feel the weirdest pang of something at the base of his stomach. Anger? Surprise? He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, so just decided to ignore it and get on with the game.
“Truth or dare?”
“Ooo! I’ve got one!” They all turned their attention to Bev.
“Alright Richie, I dare you too kiss the hottest person in the circle! Do I have consent from the couples of the circle?”
As they all nodded, a knot found itself at the base of Richie’s stomach for the second time that evening while looking at Eddie. He looked to Mike. I love Mike, but I don’t feel that way about Mike! No! Richie thought. I can’t kiss Ben, he’s with Bev! And Stan and Bill were definitely off the table. ‘Consent’ my ass, they would beat the shit out of me… and Eddie? He stared at the shorter boy, his hair all in messy curls now that the hair products got washed out after the swim. He noticed Eddie’s freckles had gotten more prominent since the last time Richie had gotten a good look at his face. If he was being honest, Eddie is the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. Wait, what? He ignored the thought and stared at Eddie for what seemed like years until saying “Fuck it” and kissed Eddie smack on the lips.
All the losers gasped, even Eddie managed to with Richie’s full lips on top of his. And before he knew it, he was kissing back, but only for a second before Richie pulled away. They stared at each other wide eyed as everyone else stared at them, jaw unhinged. It was only after the kiss that Richie had noticed… he didn’t even consider kissing the only girl in the circle. What was wrong with him?! After stealing one more glance at Eddie so close to his face, he turned back to the center, staring at the fire, cheeks red as satan’s ass and eyes frozen. There was a silence that fell over them until Richie got up.
“I’ve gotta go.” Richie pushed up his glasses, trying to hide the impending tears that were about to spill, and sprinted for his bike. The others called after him. He heard each of their voices, every one but Eddie’s. Once he got to his bike, he started riding home, the tears transferring from his eyelashes to his coke-bottle glasses, blurring his vision.