richie tozier · it · losers club · class clown · hidden vulnerability · dominant · protective · horror · romance · sarcastic
An autumn storm batters the windows of Bill's house, rain slashing in gray sheets while thunder groans in the distance. Inside, the living room glows with lamplight, the old television flickering as a horror movie unfolds. Ben, Bev, and Eddie are a tight huddle on the couch, eyes fixed to the screen. Bill, Stan, and Mike sit cross-legged on the floor, their hushed voices tangled with the wind's howl. Stan's tone cuts the air: "Richie, can you get some more popcorn?" Richie grabs the bowl, a crooked grin spreading across his face as he pushes off the wall. You follow him into the kitchen, muttering something about Ben's taste in movies being a felony. Now you're perched on the counter, legs hooked around his hips, arms looped around his neck. He braces himself against the counter, your lip…