Request: I saw requests were open and do you think you can do an Eddie x reader where the group is hanging out and the reader steals Richie's glasses and puts them on and is like "oh. I can see" (turns out the reader has terrible fucking eyesight) and just turns to Eddie and is like "holy shit you're more beautiful than I imagined"? Thank you!
Word Count: 611 Words
Character Count: 3388 Characters
Estimated Reading Time: 2 Minutes, 26 Seconds
Warnings: None
Authors Notes: Enjoy!
“No! That is not what you’re supposed to do!” Eddie shouts, Stan laughing as he just keeps scrubbing one of Richie’s shirts, currently leaving him shirtless. You were sitting on the kitchen counter as Richie stood, looking up to you.
“Oh my lord it’s like they’re married.” You mumbled, causing Richie to chuckle as you cleaned up his face, the cuts leaking fresh blood slowly, soon falling into the gauze you had filled with alcohol, causing him to flinch due to the stinging effect.
“Looks like Stan is stealing your man.” He laughed before you put the rag on his forehead, causing him to cry out, before laughing a bit.
“It even rhymes too!” He continued as you cleaned his face, placing the bloodied gauze next to you, grabbing the bandages as you squinted to get them on correctly.
“Oh god, he has a concussion!” Stan groaned, a worried filled face was plastered onto Eddie.
“How do you know?” He asked, yelling a bit before Stan looked to him, stopping his scrubbing as to add more dramatic effect.
“He’s more stupid than usual.” He spoke, causing Eddie to deadpan as you laughed loudly, Mike coming into the room with some pain meds he found in your room in his hand.
“What did I miss?” He asked, a small pout on his face before you popped up, humming as you finished up on Richie.
“Oh, just how Richie is more special than usual. You know, because he’s just so unique.” You mused, turning Richie around as you soon tapped him on the head, causing him to chuckle as he sat down on the kitchen seat.
“Oh shit, I forgot my glasses. (Y/n), could you toss ‘em over?” Richie asked, leaning back in the chair as he raised a hand, showing that he was ready to catch it, Mike only shaking his head as he walked to your fridge, looking through it.
You grabbed his glasses next to you, a quick thought coming to your mind, causing you to open them. You looked them over curiously as the glass glinted in the light, Mike turned around with a water bottle in his hand.
“Why are you so amazed by those glasses?” He laughed, Eddie soon joining him before drying his hands and hopping on the counter next to you.
“Sorry, it’s just so clear when I look through the glasses. . .” You mumbled before bringing the glasses up to your face, looking through the glass, a small amazed look on your face as everything seemed clearer.
“Can I have my glasses back?” Richie asked, smirking at your face.
“Shut up, shit head.” You spoke, awe filling your voice as you fully placed them on, the whole room was clearer and crisp, your head getting a bit lighter as everything was finally clear. You looked around as everything seemed so. . .real? You saw the boys next to you, Stan’s face as well as the others were more visible to you.
Your eyes finally fell upon Eddie, his soft features were very pleasing as you looked at him, his eyes were clearer and his body was much thinner than your eyes perceived.
“What?” He asked, a cute face filled with adorable confusion.
“You’re. . .fucking adorable, and handsome.” You laughed, a blush filling his face as the rest stared before historically laughing. Mike spit his water out on Stan, causing Richie to turn red as you and Eddie kept looking at each other.
“You think I’m adorable?”
“And handsome. Don’t ever forget that.” You smirked, Eddie’s face is now buried into his hands, a giggle coming from your throat.
