request: i was wondering if you could write another soft bill smut? i don’t really have a specific plot in mind, we’re just really lacking content on tumblr rn :( in some really precarious place where they don’t want to get caught
warnings: soft smut, like i mean very soft.
word count: 2118
before your lips met bill denbrough’s, love was always, to say the least, a conundrum. lets be real for second, boys wasted your time, and you let them. only the cute ones of course. you are a hopeless romantic, drunk off of molly ringwald and john travolta films. you wanted any relationship you had to be just like the movies.
through your heart breaks, your best friends stood by you, your losers. eddie, richie, bev, stan, ben, and bill. for each tear you shed a punch was thrown to the man who caused it, they were protective over you. bill the most though, he always got so defensive when you were in the mix. all throughout middle & high school, bill has had to deal with every guy who even dares to think about breaking your heart.
“its not fair bill” you wailed into your pillow. he stroked your back and hushed you, his eyes welling with tears. “im never fucking good enough for any guy and its so fucking sad!” your complaints being cut off mid sentence by a choked out cry. “y-y/n. all of y-your boyfriend are i-idiots. anyone w-who would d-d-do this to you isnt w-worth your t-time. anyone w-would be the luckiest in the w-world to have y-you in their life” you picked your head up and looked at him with swollen lips and blood shot eyes “there no one out there for me bill, no one.”
he bit his lip, fighting back any tears dripping from his eyes “they j-just dont see how p-pretty you are. how g-gentle and caring and s-s-sweet, and h-how your face c-can light up any room. theyre f-fucking idiots, and you d-deserve m-more.” you clearly thought he was being nice, because you could take a MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAMN hint, so you replied “i wish there was someone out there like you, for me, that thinks of me the way you do.”
he furrowed his brows, tossing his head back and running his fingers furiously through his hair. “d-dammit y/n!” he cursed “cant you s-see what ive b-been trying to say? w-w-what ive been t-trying to say f-for the last f-five years!?!” your expression was bewildered, your brain was going a mile a minute trying to figure out what he meant. his frustration got the best of him, he got up and stormed out the door, feeling embarrassed and stupid for trying to make you understand how he felt.
he was half way out your front door, fuming for his keys lodged deep into his front pocket; when suddenly:
“bill!”
his head turned at the call of his name, “y-y/n please i d-”
smack.
your lips locked with his, he rain pouring heavily outside. bills lips stilled at the contact, but this lasted briefly, he deepened this kiss by pulling you in to his abdomen by your mid back. your bunched the front of his base ball t shirt with your fists, and he did the same but with your hair.
the rest is basically history.
now six months later, and you couldnt have been happier. bill knew how to treat you, nights out twice a week (you always wanted to pay but bill insisted,) holding your hand to and from classes, he let you borrow have his varsity baseball jacket, which smelt just like him and was a little too big for you.
when he would drop you off and your classes, he would always grab your hand and transfer a tiny piece of paper into your palm. when you got into class to unfold it, it was always a cute little message about his love for you.
bill had it bad for you, everyone knew that, and you loved every minute of it. he met every and any standard you had, and exceeded your expectations.
it was september, still warm enough in derry to wear shorts, so you and your friends thought of a last hurrah for the ending of the summery weather.
“camp out, its nearly perfect” Richie exclaimed. eddie rolled his eyes “like youve ever been near anything perfect toizer, do you even know what perfect means?” richie shoved eddie “yeah eddie i actually have. have you seen amanda’s tits?”
you tuned out richie and eddies bickering as you’re boyfriend cleared his throat. “you g-gonna go?” he said into your ear, “only if you promise to wear bug spray bill, you know how bad-” he cut you off with a kiss, his mouth forming a small smile at how cute you were. “get a room, honestly” stan poked, pda wasn’t his favorite... “at least i h-have something to k-kiss aye s-stannie”
you arrived at the edge of the forest, parking your car at the last parking ish space. you walked toward the sounds of ben and richie fighting, and came to see that richie really went all out. three tents, sticks for a fire, and more snacks than anyone needed.
you all spent the remanence of the daylight dancing in the light sky, sharing stories, and eating waaaay too many chips. it was dark now, you all huddled in a circle near the fire; making small talk and trying not to admit you were all very tired.
“ok folks, im off to bed” richie yawned “me stan eddie n’ mike will take the green tent, bev and ben in the red.” richie paused and smirked over at you and bill, you were tangled in his limbs, golfed in his navy blue pull over. “and uh- heh- billy boy and y/n in the yellow tent eh?” you could practically feel bills eye roll, god richie was so immature.
“w-we dont have to s-sleep in the s-s-same tent, i c-can ask ben if he’d s-switch” you look up at bill and reassure him “bill no- its not a big deal, right?” he tucks your hair behind your ear and kisses the side of your temple “c-course not.”
you both went into the tent, bill began to unroll the blankets you both had packed tightly into your bags. You both set up your makeshift bed, bill leaned against a pile of pillows while you hugged his side, your face buried in his neck. his smell was absolutely intoxicating; his skin had remanence of his milk and honey body wash, but it was slightly overpowered by wintergreen, clove, and his bourbon cologne.
you were like this for around an hour, the orange crank-powered lantern being the only source of light. you switch positions though, you now laid your head on his lap, reading a magazine you stole from the hair salon. he watched your eyes scan every letter, when you read something funny you’d huff to yourself, and when something was intresting you stuck your tongue out from between your teeth. he adored you.
“d-dont stay up t-too late” he stroked your hair off your shoulder “we have t-to have you w-well r-r-rested.” you sat up from beside him, as he adjusted the pillows and took off his pull over, then his pants. he got under the covers and waited for you.
“nice donut boxers” you laughed. “s-shut up” he blushed and regreted not changing them when he had the chance. you turned around took off your shirt, you were shy about how you looked, but it was just bill. it was just bill. you heard his breath hitch, his eagerness radiating off his body onto yours. the air became tense as you unzipped your pants and threw them to the corner. you turned around, bills pupils growing until you were completely facing him.
“yeah i know. mine are boring” you laugh nervously, brushing your hair behind your ear and getting under the covers next to him. he didnt respond, he couldnt take his eyes off of you.you began to sit up again “i can go put back on-” “n-no!” he interrupts, his blush taking up his entire face.
“i j-j-just cant b-believe i g-get to see something s-so special” he gulped “s-so b-b-b-beautiful.”
you grabbed him by his shoulders and kissed him, hard. youve been with boys before, i mean youve dated plenty of people. but no one ever called your body special. hot, yeah. nice, yeah. beautiful, sure. but no one ever thought that it was special.
bill was a kind boy, the most you two have ever done is get each other off with your hands, always clothed. bill never asked to see more, he felt lucky enough just to make you feel good, and that was enough for him. so when you felt the heat of his hands hovering over your body but not touching it, you new you’d have to call the shots tonight.
“bill,” you laid down “just touch me everywhere, please.” he crawled in between your legs, kneeling so that he could lean over your face “m-my pleasure.”
he traced your collar, leaving small, delicate, kisses to make up for what his fingers left behind as they trailed. he kissed the valley between your breasts, licking slow striped down your skin. he picked up your upper back a little and cocked his head to the side, you nodded and he unclipped your bra. he sat their with his mouth open, taking in the view. you blushed and muttered “hey, keep that mouth to good use.” he dipped down and sucked on your nipples, his mouth felt so good against your skin grazed with goosebumps. he was gingerly with his tongue, it was sexy, it was romantic. he kissed down your stomach, his fingers sweeping down your sides. you could see his member pressing against his boxers, the pressure made him wince every once in a while. his fingers met your panties and he hooked them. again, he looked up for permission, you nodded once again.
he brought your underwear down your legs and off, looking back to see what he had relieved. he licked his lips, getting ready to please you more than he already did. but you felt bad, bill always gave gave and gave. “its ok, im ready right now.” bill looked up at you in shock, he wasnt expecting you’d want to go all the way. “y/n, y-youre sure?” you lean up and kiss his lips, swiping your tongue against his bottom lip “please.”
he pulled down his boxers eagerly, his member sprung out to hit his stomach. he lined up with you, checking once more that it was ok. then he pushed in, bottoming out. he felt bigger than you thought, of course he was well endowed, but he filled you up so well. you mewled, the pain and pleasure making a delicious feeling that made your toes curl.
he waited, but began slowly moving after a bit. he grunted, feeling you wrapped around him was something he’d never be able to get out of his head he thought to himself. he grunted “f-fuck this feels g-good’ he grunted, his breath becoming heavy and full of lust. with every stroke, you felt yourself get more and more lost in the bliss he made you feel. “youre making me feel so good bill” you moan, the sound of his name coming out of your mouth driving him absolutely crazy. he speeds up, loving the view of your face contorting in pleasure and your body moving with his.
he couldnt help but feel admiration to you, your hair formed a halo around your head, and the sweat that coated your skin made you glisten in the orange light. “im t-the luckiest in the world” he husks, holding your cheek.
you felt the knot in your core coming undone, “bill im close” you strain, trying not to be too loud so you dont wake your friends. he moved your leg up to his shoulder, hitting you from a different, deeper angle. his fingers went to your clit, making you bite your had to stop you from screaming. “you l-look so p-pretty y/n, t-taking me s-so well. making y-you feel so good.” “so good bill” you repeat, drunken off his cock and fingers.
without warning, you came came, your legs spazzing as you moaned “fuck bill” he followed, his hips stuttering, as he cried out into your shoulder. he pulled out and laid next to you, both of you breathing heavily and coming off your highs.
“y/n” he looked at you “t-that was really j-just wow- thank y-you.” you kissed him, chaste and sweet “that was great yeah?” “it w-was perfect babe. t-thank you f-for t-that. i love you y-y/n.”
“i love you too bill.”
he sat up, his fingers dancing on your inner thigh.
warnings:angst at start!, oral (female and male receiving)
words: 1500+
author note: EVERYONE IS AGED UP!! i’m new to writing so i’m sorry if this is awful
jacob barber, a boy with dark brown hair and a habit of rolling his eyes in my anthropology class. you havent ever really talk to him, but now he was all anyone could ever discuss. do i think he did it. no. why would i?
to be honest, i think it is sort of cute… in weird way, of course. he isn’t been in school in weeks, and i’m worried for him. texting him didn’t seem like a bad idea at the time but , maaaan…. i didn’t know what i was getting myself into.
hey jacob, i hope you’re okay. i was wondering if you knew how to do the timeline work sheet. i’m sooo stuck.
he didn’t ask that long to respond, why would he, he isn’t doing much anyway.
Hi y/n
Yeah I can help. Do you want a picture of my answers or can we get together?
ahh, i see. he’s lonely, i bet going over and giving him so company could be nice for him. plus, i really have no clue what to do for this stupid timeline.
be over tomorrow @ 6:)
he didn’t respond after that.
it’s 5:15, and i’m throwing every possible clothes option around my room. why am i so nervous??? i wonder if he is too.
his house is bigger than i thought it was. i knocked on the door and looked around as i waited; the garage door caught my eye. ‘MURDERER ROT IN HELL.’ wow. maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. i feel awful for him. what will people think of me if they see me here? “hi, you must me y/n.” i quickly look back to a tired mrs. barber. she could tell i was looking at the remains of what her husband tried fruitfully to get off. “h-hi mrs. barber” i reach my hand out to shake her hand “so great to meet you.” a smile graces her face, and her sunken eyes lift up for just a second. “jacob! jacob! she’s here” she shouted, shortly after, light footsteps scrapped down the stairs and the so called ‘notorious’ jacob barber was present.
one thing came to next and we were studying in jacobs room. at least we tried to.. after a failed attempt of trying to teach me about the first man made artifact, he filled in all of the answers quickly, and that left us with two bean bag chairs. two controllers. and two people with nothing to do on a saturday night.
i was better then i thought i was at video games, it went from jacob protecting me to jacob competing with me. round after round, win after win, i couldn’t tell if he was impressed or jealous of the victories.
“you’re pretty okay at these y/n.” he said and set down the controller, “you have me beat, i have been defeated.” i cackled and set mine down aswell, leaning back into the chair. “it takes a lot of built up anger, it was all really just my inner frustrations.” he looked up at me and stared for a moment, “what is making you frustrated?” he asked, searching for eye contact. i looked up at him, realizing I shouldn’t be the one complaining. “i’m sorry jacob- nothing compared to what you’re going through i bet.” i said and put my hand in his knee, he got up and laid back on his bed. it was quiet for a little bit, I could tell I had already messed this up. after what felt like years, he spoke. “i know you didn’t come here to investigate me, see if i really killed ben. i’m sorry y/n. it has been hard. my whole life feels over before it’s even started.” “jacob” i started “i’m really sorry for what has happened, but now you have me, I might not be as fun as your old friends but I’ll be here for you when the going gets rough now, I’m here for support and I’m here to help you escape the stress of the trials.”
i walked over to his bed side and sat on the edge beside him. i heard a light sniffle, i began to rub his thigh, being sincere and empathetic wasn’t my forte, and I barely knew this kid. but i could tell he just needed someone here. i think what i was doing was working, because he sat up and threw his arms around me. sobbing and speaking sloppy nonsense into my shoulder while i hushed up and placed my hand on the back of his head. “god, that was embarrassing” he said, harshly wiping his eyes and nose from the residue of his Break down. “t-hank you y/n, I know that must’ve been weird, considering we don’t know each other, but you have no idea how lonely I’ve been.” his watery eyes, the tv buzzing, the emotion in the air.
i kissed him.
he pulled away, looking confused. fuck. my face became red with regret, “jacob oh my g- listen i’m so sorry i really don’t know w-” and once again his lips met mine. i couldn’t tell if he leaned back in to shut me up for because he was into it, either way, i was satisfied. it wasn’t a gentle kiss, our lips fought with passion as his hands became tangled in my hair. it was intense, as he laid be down and made his legs comfortable in between mine, i felt my core become wet and needy. shit. he paused to take off his shirt, as i did with mine, and he continued, grinding his heat against mine, relieving some of the tension i that began to produce inside of me. as i became more aggressive, as did he. i was moaning into his mouth, and he was eating up every bit of them. i began to whimper, needing something more but not wanting him to stop. he hovered over my mouth, enjoying the sweet sounds he was causing my to make.
“i would do more, but i would like you to ask nicely first.”
fuck.
“jacob, please” you tried to get out in between kisses “i need more please.” he hastily spread your legs further with his hands and took off your pants, admiring your legs and underwear. he put your legs onto his shoulders and support your lower back with his right hand. with his left, he moved aside your panties and licked a slow, sensual, stripe on your heat. eye contact and all. you could feel composure beginning to slip away. he went back and forth from licking, to sucking, to licking, to sucking. it was ecstasy. you could feel the coil in your core began to unravel as he added two fingers into your already drenched womanhood. the mixture of his fluid fingers, and his tongue that was up to no good was driving you over the edge. “you’re doing so good y/n, you can cum now, i’m ready.” so you did. it was earth shattering. after, he licked all of the juices off your sensitive skin, and set you back down.
as he began putting back on his shirt, you stopped him. “we aren’t done yet…” he raised an eye brow, you swiftly pushed him back and got i between his legs in one motion. “y/n, you don’t have to, i had enough pleasure watching you enjoy yourself.” you didn’t listen to this. you undid his buckle and unzipped his pants. you felt him through his boxers, making him squirm and grunt. you moved down his waste band to reveal is already hard member. you took it in your hand and began to stroke it, looking up at him and biting your lip. “you look so pretty when you do that” he tried to get out without being interrupted by moans. you placed your mouth at the tip, and slowly slid down. “f-fuck” he threw his head back, his face relaxing and his hands pushing the sides of your head. the uo and down motions of your mouth, and your soft lips and tongue made him feel like he was on fucking cloud nine. “look up at me” he whispered “i want you to look at me when you take me.” you obliged, looking into his deep blue eyes and batting your eyelashes oh so innocently. this killed him. you felt his length twitch. he was getting close. you licked from the base to the head, and downing him once again. his moans began fast and deep “don’t stop y/n, fuck please just keep going.” one last full throat of his shaft and you felt hot cum oozing. you sat back up, wiping your mouth and dressing yourself.
“thank you, that was um…” he searched for the words, while looking once again for your eye contact “amazing.” you smiled and laid back down “yeah, you deserve it” you giggled and pushed his arm with your fingers. “was wondering if you could stay for dinner?” he asked. “you know it” you responded.
Jaeden martell head canon where he meets your family for the first time( like your aunts and cousins and stuff) & he’s really nervous & thinks they won’t like him but they do ofc & when your watching him play with your little cousins you’re just stood there like🥺 because he’s so good with little kids ahhh i love him & your aunts and grandparents & stuff are like 🥺 aswell because they love you together & couldn’t find a better boy for you & afterwards you cuddle and it’s just really fluffy🥺:)
AW I LOVE THIS
jaeden martell ‘meeting-the-family’ head canons
jaeden is driving you both to meet your family, because it’s a holiday and you’ve been dating for some time now
he hasn’t met your family yet and he’s literally sweating to the COREEE
he literally questions his own existence on the way there
“shit y.n, what if they don’t like me?”
“you’re too good for me, they’re gonna know it”
“fuck my hands are so freaking clammy I can’t grip the steering wheel!”
& you literally have to TELL HIM
“jae, youre an award winning actor I DONT THINK THEYLL BE COMPLAINING-“
you can see his hands shake as he opens the car door he is so nervous :((
you hold his hand and rub into it and tell him
“jaeden, they’re going to love you”
he gives you one of those half smiles and you guys go in
once you guys step in they’re alllll so welcoming and you can see his body ease
he isn’t as tense, and EVERYBODY WANTS TO TALK TO HIM
you spend the first two hours sitting with him on the couch as your relatives interval through him
they all ask the same questions ‘how did you guys meet?’ ‘how is being an actor’
you’re grandpas a little stubborn LMFAO
“what are YOURE intentions with our y/n?”
cliche, yet expected
“just to love her, she’s the greatest”
ok, even your grandpa likes him
you literally step out of the room for TWO SECONDS and when you come back in: jaeden jungle gym
poor jaeden, your little cousins and nieces/nephews are climbing ALL OVER THIS POOR BOY!!!
but he is taking it like a champ!!!
“all aboard!”
he is taking turns carrying them all around, pretending to be a rocket ship
he even plays pretend with them- awww
your heart is going crazy he is amazing with kids
they all want to go outside and they drag him with them
you felt a liiiiittle jealous, HES your boyfriend too BAHABABDBA
but you let it happen
he pushed them all on the tire swing one at a time, and when it was time to eat he sat with you and the older people at the table
you heard your aunts saying how handsome he was
and your uncles saying that they were impressed and that he has accomplished a lot for his age
he heard all of this too and you saw a small smile form on his face
one of your aunts yelled across the table:
“so jaeden, do you want to come to uncle bobs birthday on the 25th?
he was SO FRICKIN HAPPY that they wanted him to come over again
OFC he said he’s
he kissed you on the check while you were both dating he was just so darn happy!!!!
it was getting late and you both had to get home because you guys had to wake up early tmrw
before you left your grandma pulled you aside, and said:
“you know he really is a keeper y/n, you don’t let him go.”
“gram i won’t.”
she walked over and hugged him good bye and he felt his eyes water
he hugged her back and said:
“thank you so much for having me! and thank you all for being so great, just like y/n.”
and that just about did it for you-
you were so sure he was the one now
like you knew you loved him before but you knew for sure you HAD to marry this man
when you both got back in the car you grabbed both sides his face and kissed him
“I love your family, y/n”
“I love YOU jaeden”
the drive home was silent but NOT in a good way, he held your hand on the way home over the stick shift (because he’s cool and drives stick)
you both went inside and you tackled him on the bed get KO’ed JAEDEN WESLEY !!!
he giggled and wrapped his loooong lanky arms around you
he rubbed his thumb into your back
& he smells so warm and homeyyy
you both get under the covers
STILL IN YOUR CLOTHES FROM THE PARTY
and you both just kinda drift off to sleep
jae is exhausted from all of the activity he had today
and you’re just always tired because your his sleepy girl (yeah he calls you that)
before you’re like 100% asleep you hear him whisper sweet little things in your ear like:
I tapped my pen on the table and looked around. Not very many people were in here. I took the cap off the pen and wrote on the table. ‘Hello.’ I shrugged and stared at the blue ink. Maybe someone will write back.
I walked down the halls and walked into a room.
“Richie shut the hell up!” Some kids in the back yelled. I took a seat in the corner of the room.'Richie’ complained.
“Hello.” A kid tapped on my desk.
“HI?” I looked up from my schedule.
“Need any help?” The boy asked.
“Yes-yes please, I just got h-here so..” I handed the small boy my schedule.
“You and Richie have the same schedule, except for 3rd period, you can talk to him.” The boy said.
By the end of the day I realized that Richie can be very annoying. He always made a comment on everything, even hit on me a couple times.
“Nice try Tozier.” I shut him down.
“Why not princess? I could give you the ride of your life.” He smirked.
“I can live without that, thank you for the offer though.”
“Hit me up when you need it, offer is always up for you sugar.” He winked.
“Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes and walked home.
“Y/N? You live here? Couldn’t stay away could you?” Richie smirked when I stepped onto my porch.
“Oh joy. I get to live near Trashmouth.” I rolled my eyes.
“Listen princess, I’m a better neighbor that Mr. Kaspbrak.” He pointed out.
“I’d rather live next to Bill. At least he’s something good to look at.” I smirked.
“bill?! Stuttering Bill?! Over me!!! I’m highly offended Miss Y/N.” He held his chest.
“Sorry Mr. Tozier, guess you’re not my cup of tea. A little loud for my liking.” I joked and went inside.
I wonder if someone wrote back on the library table. I smiled at the thought of not knowing who I would be talking to.
“Y/N!!!! Time to wake up sleepy head!!!” Richie threw objects at my window.
“Richie Tozier, I swear I will kill you when I get ready!” I glared.
“I’ll be waiting.” He shouted back and slammed a door shut.
“Why did you wake me up?” I rubbed my eyes as we reached the school.
“You look terrible Y/N.” Eddie said.
“Gee thanks Eddie, boost my self confidence why don’t you.” I rolled my eyes and walked to my locker.
“Someone was up all night between dreaming and homework. But never mind that I woke her up so she wouldn’t be late for school.” Richie defended himself.
I grabbed my books and walked to the Library. I said back at my table. ‘Hi!’ I smiled brightly and took the cap off my pen. ‘When do you have this period?’ And so started the Table Talk. It went on and off for quiet a while.
‘3rd period, ready for break?’
‘Lol no! Got anything planned?’
‘Nothing interesting, maybe walk around town some.’
‘Well maybe we should do ‘nothing interesting’ together sometime’ I smiled and scribbled onto the table. Leaving each day with a smile on my face.
“What’s got you excited? You’ve walked out of there with a smile everyday.” Stan said.
“Just something I read.” I lied.
‘Sure! Sounds great!’
‘Tell me about yourself.’
‘There’s not much to me. What about you?’
‘I don’t have many friends.’ I laughed when I wrote that, Losers are my only friends.
‘Something I can relate to lol.’
‘Good friends are hard to find’
‘You’re funny, I think I like you mystery person.’
‘Mystery girl. I like you too.’
‘Who are you?’ I wrote hoping for an answer.
“Y/N, you look g-guh-good today.” Bill smiled.
“Awe! Thanks Bill, I try.” I hugged him.
“Y-you’re happy, you l-look good with a s-smuh-smile.” I blushed.
“Thanks Bill.” I ran off to my next period.
“So, have you met your pen pal?” Bev asked.
“Huh?” I looked at her.
“You always walk in with pen ink on your Left hand, you must talk to someone.” She pointed out.
“Don’t know, I’m hoping to met this person tomorrow, maybe at the library.” I smiled.
“Oh poor poor Y/N.” Stan shook his head.
“What?” I asked.
“The school library?” Richie asked.
“Yeah?”
“We go on break tomorrow.” Eddie said.
“Well excuse me, I have to go.” I ran down to the library.
“Bill! Hold the door!” I shouted.
“Y/N?”The door closed.
“Oh no.” I slowed to a jog. “No no no. It can’t be locked.” I groaned.
“W-what’s w-wrong?” He asked.
“I uh... wanted to check something... A book of course.” I walked away and back to 4th period.
“Find who it is?” Bev said with hope in her eyes.
“Nope, ran into Bill though. Would have made it if he didn’t let the door shut. But I’ll spend the next two weeks doing nothing.” I slumped in the chair.
They all looked at each other. “What?” I rolled my eyes.
“Bill didn’t say anything?” Eddie asked.
“Nope. Doesn’t matter anyways.” I sighed.
“What’s so important about the library anyways?” Richie asked.
“There was a table in the back corner That me and this one person in 3rd period wrote on back and fourth. I was gonna figure out who it was but break came to quickly.”
“Go talk to Bill.” Stan said.
“Why?”
“Just do it. Your writer could be anyone. Start with Bill.” Bev rolled her eyes.
“Bill? Psst, Bill!” I tried to get his attention.
“Yes Bill?”
“M-may I u-use the bath-bathroom?” HE asked.
“Go.”
“Y-Y/N?” Bill looked at me.
“Blue Ink, Library tables, is it you?” I didn’t look at him.
“N-nothing int-teres-ting?” I shot my head up.
“You like vandalizing school property? Thought that’d be a Richie thing.” I laughed.
“W-wanna hand out, y-you and I?” He blushed.
“I’d love to. Maybe we can go vandalize a part of Derry while we’re at it.” I joked.
“I’ll-I’ll see you l-later Y/N.” He smiled.
“See you later mystery boy.” I kissed his cheek and ran back to class, leaving Bill dazed.
(Kinda boring but I thought this would be something cute.)
