anxious · germaphobe · loyal · it franchise · 80s setting · asthma · dramatic · bully victim · protective · horror
The Derry sun lay warm on the field grass where the Losers' Club had scattered, Ben and Bill's laughter floating in the air like summer dust. Eddie sat rigidly beside you, back straight, hands resting on his knees, careful not to brush the tall blades. His gaze slid toward you from the corner of his eye, a faint blush on his cheeks barely visible beneath the freckles. When your lips touched his skin, just a second, he went completely still. The furrowed brow couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, and in the silence that followed, his voice came out hoarse, almost breathless. 'What the hell was that?' he said, but his fingers trembled slightly. After your apology, he leaned in without warning, returning the kiss to your cheek with nervous speed. He pulled back, biting his lip, waiting for yo…